Elements of CriticismConner & Cooke, 1833 - 504 pages |
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Page 135
... simile introduces that species of novelty : As glorious to the sight As is a winged messenger from heaven Unto the white up - turned wond'ring eye Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy - pacing clouds ...
... simile introduces that species of novelty : As glorious to the sight As is a winged messenger from heaven Unto the white up - turned wond'ring eye Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy - pacing clouds ...
Page 139
... similes of poets of taste drawn from things that differ from the principal subject - A contrast to be attempted , only when the things have a common genus , and a resemblance in their capital circumstance - Illustrated- The passions are ...
... similes of poets of taste drawn from things that differ from the principal subject - A contrast to be attempted , only when the things have a common genus , and a resemblance in their capital circumstance - Illustrated- The passions are ...
Page 140
... similes without any just resemblance . With regard to the latter , I shall confine myself to one instance , which ... simile - making , by putting in the mouth of a weak man a resem- blance much of a piece with that now mentioned ...
... similes without any just resemblance . With regard to the latter , I shall confine myself to one instance , which ... simile - making , by putting in the mouth of a weak man a resem- blance much of a piece with that now mentioned ...
Page 145
... simile has no effect ; a lover compared to a moth scorching itself at the flame of a candle , originally a sprightly simile , has by frequent use lost all force ; love cannot now be compared to fire , with- out some degree of disgust ...
... simile has no effect ; a lover compared to a moth scorching itself at the flame of a candle , originally a sprightly simile , has by frequent use lost all force ; love cannot now be compared to fire , with- out some degree of disgust ...
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... simile with which the speech is introduced . Belvidera talking to her father of her husband : Think you saw what past at our last parting Think you beheld him like a raging lion , Pacing the earth , and tearing up his steps , Fate in ...
... simile with which the speech is introduced . Belvidera talking to her father of her husband : Think you saw what past at our last parting Think you beheld him like a raging lion , Pacing the earth , and tearing up his steps , Fate in ...
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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.