Specimens of Modern English Literary CriticismWilliam Tenney Brewster Macmillan, 1907 - 379 páginas |
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... living by selling his opinion about other people ! And fancy any one paying him for it ! " In short , criticism is one thing to Arnold and quite another thing to Mr. Howells and Morris , and their views are perhaps no more opposite than ...
... living by selling his opinion about other people ! And fancy any one paying him for it ! " In short , criticism is one thing to Arnold and quite another thing to Mr. Howells and Morris , and their views are perhaps no more opposite than ...
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... living critics , Mr. Collins , Mr. Stedman , Mr. Morley , Mr. Courthorpe , Mr. Chesterton , Mr. Archer , Mr. Birrell , Mr. Colvin , Professor Gosse , Professor Saintsbury , Professor Ward , Professor Woodberry , and many others are ...
... living critics , Mr. Collins , Mr. Stedman , Mr. Morley , Mr. Courthorpe , Mr. Chesterton , Mr. Archer , Mr. Birrell , Mr. Colvin , Professor Gosse , Professor Saintsbury , Professor Ward , Professor Woodberry , and many others are ...
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... living power , has transmigrated into other forms . Now , on the contrary , the Iliad , the Prometheus of Eschylus , the Othello or King Lear , the Hamlet or Macbeth , or the Paradise Lost , are not militant , but triumphant forever ...
... living power , has transmigrated into other forms . Now , on the contrary , the Iliad , the Prometheus of Eschylus , the Othello or King Lear , the Hamlet or Macbeth , or the Paradise Lost , are not militant , but triumphant forever ...
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... living here , Virtues , indeed remote , seem to be near . Who would imagine it possible that in a very few lines so many remote ideas could be brought together ? Since ' tis my doom , Love's undershrieve , Why this reprieve ? Why doth ...
... living here , Virtues , indeed remote , seem to be near . Who would imagine it possible that in a very few lines so many remote ideas could be brought together ? Since ' tis my doom , Love's undershrieve , Why this reprieve ? Why doth ...
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... living , except himself , could have produced . Pope , at thirty , had laid up between six and seven thousand pounds , the fruits of his poetry . It was not , we suspect , because he had a higher spirit or a more scrupulous conscience ...
... living , except himself , could have produced . Pope , at thirty , had laid up between six and seven thousand pounds , the fruits of his poetry . It was not , we suspect , because he had a higher spirit or a more scrupulous conscience ...
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Página 289 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página 299 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general, with the concrete; the idea, with the image; the individual, with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness, with old and familiar objects; a more than usual state of emotion, with more than usual order...
Página 228 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 304 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Página 146 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Página 290 - Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met, or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Página 280 - But enough of this : there is such a variety of game springing up before me, that I am distracted in my choice, and know not which to follow. Tis sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God's plenty.
Página 266 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not...
Página 145 - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Página 285 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...