The Complete Art of Poetry ...Charles Rivington, 1718 |
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... , the finest Colours are but daubing , and the Piece is a beautifull Monster at beft . Thus far Mr. Dryden , who plainly puts the Colouring in the laft Place , and fo does not not make it that which our Author does , that The PREFACE .
... , the finest Colours are but daubing , and the Piece is a beautifull Monster at beft . Thus far Mr. Dryden , who plainly puts the Colouring in the laft Place , and fo does not not make it that which our Author does , that The PREFACE .
Pagina xiv
... Piece ; but when you come near , and view it more closely , you find it a wretched Medly of incoherent Patches of Velvet , Linfey - Woolfey , and fometimes Cloth of Gold , but feldom any Thing fo precious in all his voluminous ...
... Piece ; but when you come near , and view it more closely , you find it a wretched Medly of incoherent Patches of Velvet , Linfey - Woolfey , and fometimes Cloth of Gold , but feldom any Thing fo precious in all his voluminous ...
Pagina 24
... and to exclude a Man from the Study and Learning of all Manner of Arts and Sciences whatsoever , whe- ther Mechanical or Liberal : For that indeed would be be a perfect Piece of Don Quixotifm , and the 24 The Complete ART of POETRY .
... and to exclude a Man from the Study and Learning of all Manner of Arts and Sciences whatsoever , whe- ther Mechanical or Liberal : For that indeed would be be a perfect Piece of Don Quixotifm , and the 24 The Complete ART of POETRY .
Pagina 25
Charles Gildon. be a perfect Piece of Don Quixotifm , and the Setting up a Notion that is not only utterly impracticable , but what , if it were not fo , muft deprive us of ma- ny of the Neceffary and all the Decencies of Life . For of ...
Charles Gildon. be a perfect Piece of Don Quixotifm , and the Setting up a Notion that is not only utterly impracticable , but what , if it were not fo , muft deprive us of ma- ny of the Neceffary and all the Decencies of Life . For of ...
Pagina 27
... Piece . The Power of Mufick has furnish'd us with many Stories , as well as Fables . As the Cure of the Sting of the Tarantula , the Charming of the Bites of Ser- pents , and the Cure or Allay of an Evil Spirit , are what daily ...
... Piece . The Power of Mufick has furnish'd us with many Stories , as well as Fables . As the Cure of the Sting of the Tarantula , the Charming of the Bites of Ser- pents , and the Cure or Allay of an Evil Spirit , are what daily ...
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Pagina 348 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Pagina 332 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That with the hurly death itself awakes...
Pagina 328 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Pagina 319 - And all the men and women merely players ; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms: And then the whining school-boy with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school.
Pagina 319 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Pagina 307 - Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Pagina 300 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not...
Pagina 330 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Pagina 331 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Pagina 319 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.