Letters to a Young Lady on a Course of English PoetryHopkins and Seymour, 1806 - 297 pages |
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... Poets taken without classifying . Want of judg Tickell . Garth . Con- greve . Rowe . E. Moore's Fables . Lyttel ton . Shenstone . LETTER XIX . • p . 264 . Goldsmith . Johnson . LETTER XX . p . 279 ... POETRY . LETTER I. xii CONTENTS .
... Poets taken without classifying . Want of judg Tickell . Garth . Con- greve . Rowe . E. Moore's Fables . Lyttel ton . Shenstone . LETTER XIX . • p . 264 . Goldsmith . Johnson . LETTER XX . p . 279 ... POETRY . LETTER I. xii CONTENTS .
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John Aikin. LETTERS ON A COURSE OF ENGLISH POETRY . LETTER I. MY DEAR MARY , WHEN I Congratulated you on the elegant present you had received of a set of the English Poets , I did not foresee that I was laying myself open to a part of no ...
John Aikin. LETTERS ON A COURSE OF ENGLISH POETRY . LETTER I. MY DEAR MARY , WHEN I Congratulated you on the elegant present you had received of a set of the English Poets , I did not foresee that I was laying myself open to a part of no ...
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... poets , would be very imperfectly fulfilling the purpose of your request ; which comprehends , as I understand it ... poetry . I take it for granted that you are already well grounded in the principles of morality , and therefore may ...
... poets , would be very imperfectly fulfilling the purpose of your request ; which comprehends , as I understand it ... poetry . I take it for granted that you are already well grounded in the principles of morality , and therefore may ...
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... Poetry has in all ages and countries been the servant and interpreter of love : from that passion it has received some of its most rapturous inspiration , and to its interests has devoted its choicest powers . The strains of love are ...
... Poetry has in all ages and countries been the servant and interpreter of love : from that passion it has received some of its most rapturous inspiration , and to its interests has devoted its choicest powers . The strains of love are ...
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... poetry , may prove a protection from that light and vulgar passion which enters merely at the eyes , and is too sensual to be disgusted with coarseness and stupidity . Since , then , it is impossible to separate love from poetry , I ...
... poetry , may prove a protection from that light and vulgar passion which enters merely at the eyes , and is too sensual to be disgusted with coarseness and stupidity . Since , then , it is impossible to separate love from poetry , I ...
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Page 255 - 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...
Page 44 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Page 95 - She, who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules; Charms by accepting, by submitting, sways, Yet has her humour most, when she obeys...
Page 249 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Page 261 - And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the world below was lost. What dreadful pleasure ! there to stand sublime, Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast, And view th...
Page 252 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Page 190 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known ! The oak-crown'd Sisters and their chaste-eyed Queen, Satyrs and Sylvan Boys, were seen Peeping from forth their alleys green: Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear; And Sport leapt up, and seized his beechen spear.
Page 140 - To quell the mighty of the earth, the oppressor, The brute and boisterous force of violent men, Hardy and industrious to support Tyrannic power, but raging to pursue The righteous, and all such as honour truth...
Page 26 - Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood, More than a mile immersed within the wood, At once the wind was laid; the whispering sound Was dumb: a rising earthquake rock'd the ground! With deeper brown the grove was overspread: A sudden horror seized his giddy head, And his ears tinkled, and his colour fled. Nature was in alarm; some danger nigh Seem'd threaten'd, though unseen to mortal eye.
Page 106 - Where nought but dreams, no real pleasures, grow ; Like cats in air-pumps, to subsist we strive On joys too thin to keep the soul alive.