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... Wishes Drury lane ... Prologue , spoken by Mr. Garrick , at the opening of the theatre - royal , Prefatory Notice to the tragedy of Irene 12 23 25 Prologue Irene Epilogue , by sir William Yonge 29 31 114 Prologue to the masque of Comus ...
... Wishes Drury lane ... Prologue , spoken by Mr. Garrick , at the opening of the theatre - royal , Prefatory Notice to the tragedy of Irene 12 23 25 Prologue Irene Epilogue , by sir William Yonge 29 31 114 Prologue to the masque of Comus ...
Pagina i
... wishes to know as much as possible of the author . The circumstances that attended him , the features of his private character , his conversation , and the means by which he arose to eminence , become the favourite objects of inquiry ...
... wishes to know as much as possible of the author . The circumstances that attended him , the features of his private character , his conversation , and the means by which he arose to eminence , become the favourite objects of inquiry ...
Pagina xviii
... ; " but , as they have been lately reprinted , the reader , who wishes to gratify his curiosity , is referred to the fourteenth volume of Johnson's works , published by Stockdale h . The xviii AN ESSAY ON THE LIFE AND.
... ; " but , as they have been lately reprinted , the reader , who wishes to gratify his curiosity , is referred to the fourteenth volume of Johnson's works , published by Stockdale h . The xviii AN ESSAY ON THE LIFE AND.
Pagina xxiv
... Wishes , a poem in imitation of the tenth satire of Juvenal , by the author of London , was pub- lished in the same month . In the Gentleman's Magazine , for February , 1749 , we find that the tragedy of Irene was acted at Drury lane ...
... Wishes , a poem in imitation of the tenth satire of Juvenal , by the author of London , was pub- lished in the same month . In the Gentleman's Magazine , for February , 1749 , we find that the tragedy of Irene was acted at Drury lane ...
Pagina xxxv
... wish , that I might boast myself " le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre ; " that I might obtain that regard for which I saw the world contending . But I found my attendance so little encouraged , that neither pride nor modesty would ...
... wish , that I might boast myself " le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre ; " that I might obtain that regard for which I saw the world contending . But I found my attendance so little encouraged , that neither pride nor modesty would ...
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Pagina 15 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Pagina 19 - Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
Pagina lvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Pagina 17 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Pagina 206 - is much to be desired; but I am afraid that no man will be able to breathe in these regions of speculation and tranquillity.
Pagina xxxv - I had exhausted all the art of pleasing which a retired and uncourtly scholar can possess. I had done all that I could ; and no man is well pleased to have his all neglected, be it ever so little. Seven years, my lord...
Pagina 215 - The business of a poet, said Imlac, is to examine, not the individual, but the species; to remark general properties and large appearances ; he does not number the streaks of the tulip, or describe the different shades in the verdure of the forest. He is to exhibit in his portraits of nature such prominent and striking features as recall the original to every mind ; and must neglect the minuter discriminations, which one may have remarked, and another have neglected, for those characteristicks which...
Pagina 259 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Pagina lxxvii - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Pagina 18 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.