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... praise ? Are there not myriads , fools that haunt the town , And strive to cram their vapid nothings down , That you must join the irritable throng , Squeeze out your weekly sonnet , ode , or song ; Or scribble an epistle that will lie ...
... praise ? Are there not myriads , fools that haunt the town , And strive to cram their vapid nothings down , That you must join the irritable throng , Squeeze out your weekly sonnet , ode , or song ; Or scribble an epistle that will lie ...
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... praise , Some small applause ; and though your headlong strain May rail at fancied vice , yet may the train Of rising arts that decorate the age Demand their eulogy e'en in your page : Then give them honour .... A. Now ' tis plain you ...
... praise , Some small applause ; and though your headlong strain May rail at fancied vice , yet may the train Of rising arts that decorate the age Demand their eulogy e'en in your page : Then give them honour .... A. Now ' tis plain you ...
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... of his abilities , merits a great portion of that praise which he has bestowed , perhaps with a hand not sufficiently discriminating , on the members of the Royal Academy . Though Wolcott a rails on West .... though he lets 22.
... of his abilities , merits a great portion of that praise which he has bestowed , perhaps with a hand not sufficiently discriminating , on the members of the Royal Academy . Though Wolcott a rails on West .... though he lets 22.
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... praise withhold ? Where , nobly stern of soul , the Chieftain stands Unmoved , ' midst weeping , supplicating bands ; Turns from the scenes that nursed his early years , Though love and friendship court his stay with tears , Though ...
... praise withhold ? Where , nobly stern of soul , the Chieftain stands Unmoved , ' midst weeping , supplicating bands ; Turns from the scenes that nursed his early years , Though love and friendship court his stay with tears , Though ...
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... praise from you ! This panegyric strain is something new : But will it last ? A. Last ! ' Tis my chief delight . Place objects worthy praise before my sight , Then straight my fancy with its theme shall glow , Then with spontaneous ...
... praise from you ! This panegyric strain is something new : But will it last ? A. Last ! ' Tis my chief delight . Place objects worthy praise before my sight , Then straight my fancy with its theme shall glow , Then with spontaneous ...
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Page 44 - And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.
Page 45 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse : and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword,- and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Page 49 - Verily, I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, shall in no wise enter therein.
Page 44 - And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword.
Page 45 - And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.
Page 148 - Se vuoi campar d' esto loco selvaggio : Che questa bestia, per la qual tu gride, Non lascia altrui passar per la sua via, Ma tanto lo impedisce, che 1' uccide : E ha natura si malvagia e ria, Che mai non empie la bramosa voglia, E dopo il pasto ha più fame che pria. Molti son gli animali, a cui s' ammoglia, E più saranno ancora, infin che il Veltro Verrà, che la farà morir di doglia.
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Page 171 - I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Page 63 - Scorning surprise. Or could we break our way By force, and at our heels all hell should rise With blackest insurrection to confound Heaven's purest light, yet our great Enemy All incorruptible would on his throne Sit unpolluted ; and the ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Victorious.
Page 52 - History strictly so called follows the drama; fiction now ceases, and invention consists only in selecting and fixing with dignity, precision, and sentiment the movements of reality. Suppose that the artist choose the death of Germanicus,—he is not to give us the highest images of general grief which impress the features of a people or a family at the death of a beloved chief or father, for this would be epic imagery; we should have Achilles, Hector, Niobe.