Gongora: An Historical & Critical Essay on the Times of Philip III. & IV. of Spain, Volumen1J. Murray, 1862 - 299 páginas |
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Gongora: An Historical & Critical Essay on the Times of Philip III ..., Volumen1 Vista completa - 1862 |
Términos y frases comunes
admiration afterwards Altuna Antonio appear Archbishop Bishop Brother Cabrera Calderon called Carmelite Castillian Cervantes Cespedes character Charles Charles III Chifflet Christian Church command Contarini convent Cordova Count of Lemos Count-Duke Court D'Arce Reynoso Davila death died disciples Don Quixote doubt Duke of Lerma Duke's English father favour France Francisco de Castro friars Gongora Granada Grandezas hand Hist holy honour Hortensio Hozes Inquisition Inquisitors Juan king lady Landric Lewis literary living Llorente Llorente's Lope de Vega Lopez de Haro Lord Holland Madrid Marquis Mendoza minister Moriscoes Navarrete noble Obras occasion Olivares palace persons Philip III Philip IV pious poems poet poor Prince prisoners proverb Queen religious royal Salamanca Sandoval says scarcely school of Gongora seems sermons shew sonnet Spain Spaniards Spanish speaks spirit story sword Tassis tells Teresa Ticknor tion truth Valladolid Villamediana writer young
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Página 166 - Let thy servant, I pray thee, turn back again, that I may die in mine own city, and be buried by the grave of my father and of my mother.
Página 145 - ... if the Poet's subject be judiciously chosen, it will naturally, and upon fit occasion, lead him to passions the language of which, if selected truly and judiciously, must necessarily be dignified and variegated, and alive with metaphors and figures.
Página ix - draw out the thread of their verbosity finer than the staple of their 'argument.
Página 145 - the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all science"; and what is a countenance without its expression?
Página 152 - But the pen that thus immortalizes the heavenly turnkeys on the bronze of its history is not a pen, but the key of ages. It opens to their names, not the gates of failing memory, which stamps shadows on masses of foam, but the gates of immortality.
Página 152 - Y de la erudición después lamido, Historia es culta, cuyo encanecido Estilo, si no métrico, peinado. Tres ya pilotos del bajel sagrado Hurta al tiempo y redime del olvido. Pluma pues que claveros celestiales Eterniza en los bronces de su historia, Clave es ya de los siglos, y no pluma.
Página 176 - The luster of thy crown was first in song. Now the dull weeds that spring by Stygian pool Were fitting wreath for thee. Land of the rule Of Arthurs, Edwards, Henries! Where are they? Their mother where, rejoicing in their sway, Firm in the strength of Faith? To lasting shame Condemned, thou guilty blame Of her who rules thee now.
Página 95 - If there was a favourable side of religious society, there is also. something to be said for the old nobility. There were certainly among them men, who entitled themselves to the praise of the Son of Sirach, as "leaders of the people by their counsels;" and many more, who were "rich men furnished with ability, living peaceably in their habitations." Those who had been to Salamanca were usually good Latin scholars, and sometimes picked up a little Greek.* To easy composition in verse they sometimes...
Página 117 - Sunne that ever shineth, And spirit of that special! Grace, That Faith and Love defineth. It is the warrant of the Word, That yeeld's a sent so sweet, As gives a power to Faith, to tread All false-hood under feete.
Página 168 - Glory waits on thy returning, John of Austria, to the sound Of the cannon's voice, and clarions, Heard these sea-girt isles around, Where all fiery red with slaughter Breaks the bubbling foam and spray ; Smouldering spars and turbans floating Crowd each cove and inland bay. Victory speak each blazing...