Critical Essays on Dramatic PoetryL. Davis and C. Reymers, 1761 - 274 pages |
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... those glorious wounds . How beautiful is death , when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country ! Alas my friends ! Why mourn you thus ! let not a private lofs Afflict ...
... those glorious wounds . How beautiful is death , when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country ! Alas my friends ! Why mourn you thus ! let not a private lofs Afflict ...
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... those blind men who infift , that the rofe cannot have lively co- lours , because they feel the thorns , as they grope along . But as the Greeks , and especially the English , have paffed the bounds of de- cency , and given fpectacles ...
... those blind men who infift , that the rofe cannot have lively co- lours , because they feel the thorns , as they grope along . But as the Greeks , and especially the English , have paffed the bounds of de- cency , and given fpectacles ...
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... those flimfy per- formances , while every body remembers Cinna and Britannicus . It was in vain . that the Regulus of Pradon drew tears from us by fome affecting fituations , the piece , and all fuch pieces , are utterly de- spised ...
... those flimfy per- formances , while every body remembers Cinna and Britannicus . It was in vain . that the Regulus of Pradon drew tears from us by fome affecting fituations , the piece , and all fuch pieces , are utterly de- spised ...
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... those who apply to litera- ture in France with the leaft fuccefs ; and if the opinions which I here fubmit to your judgment , be difapproved of , I alone , am to bear the blame .. LETTER LET THE Rom From Mr.Voltaire to father Porée , a ...
... those who apply to litera- ture in France with the leaft fuccefs ; and if the opinions which I here fubmit to your judgment , be difapproved of , I alone , am to bear the blame .. LETTER LET THE Rom From Mr.Voltaire to father Porée , a ...
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... those which have been followed by our great masters ; it is proper to affert the caufe of thefe ancient laws , not because they are ancient , but because they are juft and neceffary , and might meet in a man of his merit , a for ...
... those which have been followed by our great masters ; it is proper to affert the caufe of thefe ancient laws , not because they are ancient , but because they are juft and neceffary , and might meet in a man of his merit , a for ...
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Page 15 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Page 16 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 15 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 71 - Moi-même, pour tout fruit de mes soins superflus, Maintenant je me cherche, et ne me trouve plus': Mon arc, mes javelots, mon char, tout m'importune...
Page 71 - Présente, je vous fuis : -absente, je vous trouve; Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit; La lumière du jour, les ombres de la nuit, Tout retrace à mes yeux les charmes que j'évite ; Tout vous livre à l'envi le rebelle Hippolyte.
Page 14 - I am inclined to think, this opinion proceeded originally from the zeal of the partizans of our author and Ben Jonson ; as they endeavoured to exalt the one at the expence of the other.
Page 16 - CESAR'S Body. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Page 105 - Come to me, come, my soldier, to my arms! You've been too long away from my embraces; But, when I have you fast, and all my own, With broken murmurs, and with amorous sighs, I'll say, you were unkind, and punish you, And mark you red with many an eager kiss.
Page 71 - Asservi maintenant sous la commune loi, Par quel trouble me vois-je emporté loin de moi! Un moment a vaincu mon audace imprudente : Cette âme si superbe est enfin dépendante.
Page 11 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...