The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseJ. Cawthorn, 1814 - 157 páginas |
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... criticism , than criticism itself ; and the smallness of the poem perhaps hardly warranted even this ; but he was anxious to shew that he had at least considered the subjects of which he talked , and was par- ticularly desirous of doing ...
... criticism , than criticism itself ; and the smallness of the poem perhaps hardly warranted even this ; but he was anxious to shew that he had at least considered the subjects of which he talked , and was par- ticularly desirous of doing ...
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... critic or chairman , it has hitherto received none of those touches of painting , and combinations of the familiar and fanciful , of which it appears so provo- cative , and which the present trifle is an attempt to supply . The pieces ...
... critic or chairman , it has hitherto received none of those touches of painting , and combinations of the familiar and fanciful , of which it appears so provo- cative , and which the present trifle is an attempt to supply . The pieces ...
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... critics , however well known . ' So saying he rang , to leave nothing in doubt , And the sour little gentleman bless'd himself out . " Next came Walter Scott with a fine weighty face , For as soon as his visage was seen in the place ...
... critics , however well known . ' So saying he rang , to leave nothing in doubt , And the sour little gentleman bless'd himself out . " Next came Walter Scott with a fine weighty face , For as soon as his visage was seen in the place ...
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... criticism upon it , either on the score of principle or perception . The truth is , that perception has had nothing to do with the matter . The public ear was lulled into a want of thought on the subject ; the words music and harmony ...
... criticism upon it , either on the score of principle or perception . The truth is , that perception has had nothing to do with the matter . The public ear was lulled into a want of thought on the subject ; the words music and harmony ...
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... critic , upon a suppo- sition that his author must have infallibly written what was best . " The reader will recollect , that these lines are in the course of a very long poem ; yet so little had Warton's ear profited by his ...
... critic , upon a suppo- sition that his author must have infallibly written what was best . " The reader will recollect , that these lines are in the course of a very long poem ; yet so little had Warton's ear profited by his ...
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Página 119 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 36 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Página 35 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Página 97 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the...
Página 98 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet Morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear And weep the more because I weep in vain.
Página 35 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
Página 119 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.
Página 117 - There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you; and here's some for me; we may call it herb of grace o
Página 119 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 35 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies ; ' The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.