Pleasures, Objects, and Advantages of LiteratureT. Bosworth, 1851 - 301 pages |
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Æneid amuſement beauty Berghem Biography Biſhop Boccaccio charm claffical colour compofed Criticiſm dark defcription delight Dryden Effays Engliſh fame fancy feems fentiment fermons fhade fhadow fhow fide firſt flaſhes fome fometimes ftanza ftory ftudent ftudy fuch fummer Genius Glycon Gondibert Greek heart himſelf Hiſtory Homer houſe Iliad intereſting itſelf Johnſon laft landſcape learning leffon lefs light literature lives Livy loft luftre Lycidas maſter ment Milton mind moft moſt mufic muſt never obferved paffion perfon Petrarch philofopher picture Pindar Plato pleaſant pleaſure Plutarch poem poet poetical Poetry Polybius Pope praiſe prefented preferved profe RACTER Raffaelle reader rife roſe ſcene ſcenery ſcholar ſchool ſeaſon ſeems Shakspeare ſhape ſhould ſhow ſome Southey ſpeaks Spenfer ſpirit ſplendour ſpread ſtill ſtory ſtrange ſtudy ſtyle Tacitus Tafte taſte thefe theſe thofe Thomſon thoſe thought Tintoretto tion Titian trees verfe verſe Virgil whofe wiſdom wiſh writer
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Page 163 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek.
Page 6 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours...
Page 41 - Met such imbodied force, as nam'd with these Could merit more than that small infantry Warr'd on by cranes ; though all the giant brood Of Phlegra with th...
Page 159 - Youth! for years so many and sweet, 'Tis known that Thou and I were one, I'll think it but a fond conceit— It cannot be that Thou art gone!
Page 47 - The abilities of man must fall short on one side or other, like too scanty a blanket when you are a-bed, if you pull it upon your shoulders you leave your feet bare; if you thrust it down upon your feet, your shoulders are uncovered.
Page 159 - Tis known that Thou and I were one, I'll think it but a fond conceit— It cannot be that Thou art gone! Thy vesper-bell hath not yet toll'd:— And thou wert aye a masker bold! What strange disguise hast now put on, To make believe that thou art gone?
Page 175 - I took as much delight in reading as you do ; it would be the means of alleviating many tedious hours in my present retirement. But, to my misfortune, I derive no pleasure from such pursuits.
Page 154 - Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a dainty ear, Such as at once might not on living ground, Save in this paradise, be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear To read what manner music that mote be; For all that pleasing is to living ear Was there consorted in one harmony; Birds, voices, instruments, winds, waters, all agree.
Page 252 - Paint me an angel, with wings and a trumpet, to trumpet my name over the world.
Page 126 - For gain, not glory, wing'd his roving flight, And grew immortal in his own despite.