Elements of CriticismConner & Cooke, 1833 - 504 pages |
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... give pleasure to the eye and the ear , disregarding the inferior senses . A taste for these arts is a plant that grows natu- rally in many soils ; but , without culture , scarcely to perfection in any soil . It is susceptible of much ...
... give pleasure to the eye and the ear , disregarding the inferior senses . A taste for these arts is a plant that grows natu- rally in many soils ; but , without culture , scarcely to perfection in any soil . It is susceptible of much ...
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... gives many rules ; but can discover no better founda- tion for any of them , than the practice merely of Homer ... give law to mankind ; and that nothing now remains , but blind obedience to their arbitrary will . If in wri- ting ...
... gives many rules ; but can discover no better founda- tion for any of them , than the practice merely of Homer ... give law to mankind ; and that nothing now remains , but blind obedience to their arbitrary will . If in wri- ting ...
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... give no indulgence to natural emotions . * It now appears that we are framed by nature to relish order and connection . When an object is introduced by a proper connection , we are conscious of a certain pleasure arising from that ...
... give no indulgence to natural emotions . * It now appears that we are framed by nature to relish order and connection . When an object is introduced by a proper connection , we are conscious of a certain pleasure arising from that ...
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... give a description of the five zones . The want of connection here , as well as in the description of the prodigies that accompanied the death of C¿sar , are scarcely pardonable . A digression on the praises of Italy in the second book ...
... give a description of the five zones . The want of connection here , as well as in the description of the prodigies that accompanied the death of C¿sar , are scarcely pardonable . A digression on the praises of Italy in the second book ...
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... give pleasure to the eye or the ear ; never once descending to gratify any of the inferior senses . The design , accordingly , of this chapter , is to delineate that connection , with the view chiefly to ascertain what power the fine ...
... give pleasure to the eye or the ear ; never once descending to gratify any of the inferior senses . The design , accordingly , of this chapter , is to delineate that connection , with the view chiefly to ascertain what power the fine ...
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Elements of Criticism: With the Author's Last Corrections and Additions Henry Home Kames No preview available - 2019 |
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Page 143 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens : Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Page 371 - And now go to ; I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard : I will take away the hedge thereof, and it shall be eaten up, And break down the wall thereof, and it shall be trodden down...
Page 395 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, "I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Page 112 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 439 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 400 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 399 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Page 226 - I better brook the loss of brittle life Than those proud titles thou hast won of me ; They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh : But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool ; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop.
Page 388 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 377 - Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ;— Lady M.