Palamon and Arcite

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D.C. Heath & Company, 1900

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Page 146 - But there are other judges, who think I ought not to have translated Chaucer into English, out of a quite contrary notion: they suppose there is a certain veneration due to his old language; and that it is little less than profanation and sacrilege to alter it.
Page 79 - Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity; With equal mind what happens let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims, to the' appointed place we tend ; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
Page 45 - Where neither beast, nor human kind repair; The fowl, that scent afar, the borders fly, And shun the bitter blast, and wheel about the sky. A cake of scurf lies baking on the ground, And prickly stubs, instead of trees, are found; Or woods, with knots and knares...
Page 148 - Ilias or the jEneis: the story is more pleasing than either of them, the manners as perfect, the diction as poetical, the learning as deep and various, and the disposition full as artful; only it includes a greater length of time, as taking up seven years at least...
Page 62 - Till Saturn from his leaden throne arose, And found a way the difference to compose: Though sparing of his grace, to mischief bent, He seldom does a good with good intent. Wayward, but wise; by long experience taught, To please both parties, for ill ends, he sought: For this advantage age from youth has won, As not to be outridden, though outrun.
Page 76 - Fate could not choose a more malicious hour! What greater curse could envious fortune give, Than just to die when I began to live ! Vain men, how vanishing a bliss we crave, Now warm in love, now withering in the grave ! Never, O ! never more to see the sun ! Still dark, in a damp vault, and still alone ! This fate is common ; but I lose my breath Near bliss, and yet not bless'd before my death.
Page 106 - A beautiful youth who fell in love with his own reflection in a pool and starved there because he was unable to tear himself away.
Page 77 - Who search the secrets of the future state : Divines can say but what themselves believe ; Strong proofs they have, but not demonstrative ; For, were all plain, then all sides must agree, And faith itself be lost in certainty. To live uprightly, then, is sure the best ; To save ourselves, and not to damn the rest.
Page 143 - In the first place, as he is the father of English poetry, so I hold him in the same degree of veneration as the Grecians held Homer, or the Romans Virgil.

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