The lives of the most eminent English poets: with critical observations on their works, Volumen2
G. Walker, J. Akerman, E. Edwards [and 6 others in Liverpool, Manchester, Hull, Berwick, Edinburgh and Glasgow], 1821
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Página 235 - This was a good while before the first act was over, and so gave us ease soon ; for...
Página 17 - At this man's table I enjoyed many cheerful and instructive hours, with companions such as are not often found — with one who has lengthened, and one who has gladdened life ; with Dr. James, whose skill in physic will be long remembered ; and with David Garrick, whom I hoped to have gratified with this character of our common friend. But what are the hopes of man ? I am disappointed by that stroke of death which has eclipsed the gaiety of nations, and impoverished the public stock of harmless pleasure.
Página 189 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Página 113 - Whatever pleasure there may be in seeing crimes punished and virtue rewarded, yet, since wickedness often prospers in real life, the poet is certainly at liberty to give it prosperity on the stage. For if poetry has an imitation of reality, how are its laws broken by exhibiting the world in its true form? The stage may sometimes gratify our wishes; but, if it be truly the " mirror of life," it ought to show us sometimes what we are to expect.
Página 100 - was particular in this writer, that when he had taken his resolution, or made his plan for what he designed to write, he would walk about a room, and dictate^ into language with as much freedom and ease as any one could write it down, and attend to the coherence and grammar of what he dictated.
Página 110 - Cato' it has been not unjustly determined, that it is rather a poem in dialogue than a drama, rather a succession of just sentiments in elegant language, than a representation of natural affections, or of any state probable or possible in human life. Nothing here " excites or assuages emotion :" here is " no magical power of raising fantastic terror or wild anxiety.
Página 262 - I assured him, that I did not at all take it ill of Mr. Tickell that he was going to publish his translation; that he certainly had as much right to translate any author as myself; and that publishing both was entering on a fair stage.
Página 389 - The keeper did not confine his benevolence to a gentle execution of his office, but made some overtures to the creditor for his release, though without effect; and continued, during the whole time of his imprisonment, to treat him with the utmost tenderness and civility.
Página 101 - In the bottle, discontent seeks for comfort, cowardice for courage, and bashfulness for confidence. It is not unlikely that Addison was first seduced to excess by the manumission which he obtained from the servile timidity of his sober hours. He that feels oppression from the presence of those to whom he knows himself...
Página 123 - How will the young Numidian rave to see His mistress lost ! If aught could glad my soul, Beyond th' enjoyment of so bright a prize, 'Twould be to torture that young gay Barbarian. But hark! what noise? Death to my hopes, 'tis he, 'Tis Juba's self! There is but one way left He must be murder'd, and a passage cut Through those his guards.