The Works of Mr. A. Cowley: In Prose and Verse, Tom 1John Sharpe, 1809 |
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Strona i
... writes with so little detail , that scarcely any thing is distinctly known , but all is shewn confused and enlarged through the mist of panegyrick . ABRAHAM COWLEY was born in the year one thousand six hundred and eighteen . His father ...
... writes with so little detail , that scarcely any thing is distinctly known , but all is shewn confused and enlarged through the mist of panegyrick . ABRAHAM COWLEY was born in the year one thousand six hundred and eighteen . His father ...
Strona viii
... of heroism , and effusions of wit ; but it seems as reasonable to appear the champion as the poet of an " airy nothing , " and Barnesii Anacreontem . Dr. J. to quarrel as to write for what Cowley might have vini COWLEY .
... of heroism , and effusions of wit ; but it seems as reasonable to appear the champion as the poet of an " airy nothing , " and Barnesii Anacreontem . Dr. J. to quarrel as to write for what Cowley might have vini COWLEY .
Strona ix
In Prose and Verse Abraham Cowley. to quarrel as to write for what Cowley might have learned from his master Pindar to call the " dream . " of a shadow . " It is surely not difficult , in the solitude of a college , or in the bustle of ...
In Prose and Verse Abraham Cowley. to quarrel as to write for what Cowley might have learned from his master Pindar to call the " dream . " of a shadow . " It is surely not difficult , in the solitude of a college , or in the bustle of ...
Strona xxiv
... Hampton Town , ❝lying there one night . I write this in pain , and ( 6 can say no more : Verbum sapienti . ” He did not long enjoy the pleasure or suffer the uneasiness of solitude ; for he died at the Porch- xxiv COWLEY ..
... Hampton Town , ❝lying there one night . I write this in pain , and ( 6 can say no more : Verbum sapienti . ” He did not long enjoy the pleasure or suffer the uneasiness of solitude ; for he died at the Porch- xxiv COWLEY ..
Strona xxv
... writing when the feuds of the civil war were yet recent , and the minds of either party were easily irritated , was obliged to pass over many transactions in general expressions , and to leave curiosity often unsatisfied . What he did ...
... writing when the feuds of the civil war were yet recent , and the minds of either party were easily irritated , was obliged to pass over many transactions in general expressions , and to leave curiosity often unsatisfied . What he did ...
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Strona 167 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Strona xxxi - What they wanted, however, of the sublime, they endeavoured to supply by hyperbole - their amplification had no limits - they left not only reason but fancy behind them, and produced combinations of confused magnificence that not only could not be credited, but could not be imagined.
Strona lxxxix - His spear, — to equal which, the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand...
Strona 82 - Phoebus loves, and does inspire Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect! happy thou, Dost neither age nor winter know; But when thou'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest.
Strona 61 - If I should tell the politic arts To take and keep men's hearts ; The letters, embassies, and spies, The frowns, and smiles, and flatteries, The quarrels, tears, and perjuries (Numberless, nameless, mysteries...
Strona lxxxviii - Some that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I, Say, where his centric happiness doth lie: I have lov'd, and got, and told; But should I love, get, tell, till I were old; I should not find that hidden mystery; Oh, 'tis imposture all! And as no chymic yet th...
Strona xxxix - On a round ball A workman that hath copies by, can lay An Europe, Afric, and an Asia, And quickly make that, which was nothing, all, So doth each tear, Which thee doth wear, A globe, yea world by that impression grow, Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven dissolved so.
Strona 27 - WHAT shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own...
Strona xxx - Nor was the sublime more within their reach than the pathetic ; for they never attempted that comprehension and expanse of thought which at once fills the whole mind, and of which the first effect is sudden astonishment, and the second rational admiration. Sublimity is produced by aggregation, and littleness by dispersion. Great thoughts are always general, and consist in positions not limited by exceptions, and in descriptions not descending to minuteness.
Strona 166 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern, rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore ; What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others...