The noble art from Cadmus took its rise The beaten paths of Literature lead the safeliest to the goal; and the talent pleases us most, which submits to shine with new gracefulness through old forms. Nor is the noblest and most peculiar mind too noble or peculiar for working by prescribed laws, CARLYLE-Essay. Jean Paul 20. Friedrich Richter. O blessed Letters! that combine in one But indeed, we prefer books to pounds; and we love manuscripts better than florins: and we prefer small pamphlets to war horses. y. ISAAC DISRAELI-Curiosities of Literature. Pamphlets. Literature is an avenue to glory, ever open for those ingenious men who are deprived of honours or of wealth. The walk of Prose is a walk of business, along a road, with an end to reach, and without leisure to do more than take a glance at the prospect: Poetry's on the other hand is a walk of pleasure, among fields and groves, where she may often loiter and gaze her fill, and even stoop now and then to cull a flower. e. J. C. and A. W. HARE-Guesses at Truth. Wherever literature consoles sorrow, or assuages pain, wherever it brings gladness to eyes which fail with wakefulness and tears, and ache for the dark house and the long sleep, there is exhibited, in its noblest form, the immortal influence of Athens. MACAULAY-Essay on Mitford's History of Greece. f. There, is first, the literature of knowledge; and, secondly, the literature of power. The function of the first is, to teach; the function of the second is, to move; the first is a rudder, the second an oar or a sail. The first speaks to the mere discursive understanding; the second speaks ultimately, it may happen, to the higher understanding or reason, but always through affections of pleasure and sympathy. g. THOMAS DE QUINCEY--Essays on the Poets. Alexander Pope. We cultivate literature on a little oat meal. h. SYDNEY SMITH-Lady Holland's Memoir. Literature is that part of thought that is wrought out in the name of the beautiful. A poem, like that of Homer, or an essay upon Milton or Dante or Cæsar from a Macaulay, a Taine, or a Froude, is created in the name of beauty, and is a fragment in literature, just as a Corinthian capital is a fragment in art. SHELLEY-Fragments from an Over all things brooding slept n. She raves, and faints, and dies, 'tis true; But raves, and faints, and dies for you. p. ADDISON -Rosamond. Act I. Sc. 6. When love once pleads admission to our hearts, (In spite of all the virtue we can boast), The woman that deliberates is lost. q. ADDISON-Cato. Act IV. Sc. 1. When love's well-timed, 'tis not a fault to love, The strong, the brave, the virtuous, and the wise, Sink in the soft captivity together. |