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As he knew what to say , so he also knows where to leave off ; a continence , which is practised by few writers , and scarcely by any of the ancients , excepting Virgil and Horace . One of our late great poets is sunk in his reputation ...
As he knew what to say , so he also knows where to leave off ; a continence , which is practised by few writers , and scarcely by any of the ancients , excepting Virgil and Horace . One of our late great poets is sunk in his reputation ...
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... can boast of but eight poets who are unexceptionably excellent ; namely , TERENCE , LUCRETIUS , CATULLUS , VIRGIL , HORACE , TIBULLUS , PROPERTIUS , PHEDRUS . These only can be called legitimate models of just thinking and writing .
... can boast of but eight poets who are unexceptionably excellent ; namely , TERENCE , LUCRETIUS , CATULLUS , VIRGIL , HORACE , TIBULLUS , PROPERTIUS , PHEDRUS . These only can be called legitimate models of just thinking and writing .
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... he imitates Martial rather than Virgil , and has given us more Epigrams than Descriptions . I do not remember to have seen it enough observed , that Cowley had a most happy talent of imitating the easy manner of Horace's epistolary ...
... he imitates Martial rather than Virgil , and has given us more Epigrams than Descriptions . I do not remember to have seen it enough observed , that Cowley had a most happy talent of imitating the easy manner of Horace's epistolary ...
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... appears to be one of the best prose writers of his time . of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 41.
... appears to be one of the best prose writers of his time . of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley AND WRITINGS OF POPE . 41.
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of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley , with delicacy and candour : Who now reads Cowley ? If he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay , Pindaric art , But still I love the ...
of Horace , has exhibited the real character of Cowley , with delicacy and candour : Who now reads Cowley ? If he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay , Pindaric art , But still I love the ...
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Page 235 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 59 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 111 - Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly ; That we on earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did, till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'J In perfect diapason, whilst they stood In first obedience, and their state of good.
Page 249 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks, Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Page 249 - Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all see-saw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile Antithesis. Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head or the corrupted heart, Fop at the toilet, flatt'rer at the board, Now trips a Lady, and now struts a Lord. Eve's tempter thus the Rabbins have exprest, A Cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust; Wit that can creep, and...
Page 236 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike ; Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend, A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend; Dreading ev'n fools, by flatterers besieg'd, And so obliging that he ne'er oblig'd; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templers ev'ry sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face...
Page 64 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Page 72 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart...
Page 205 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Page 287 - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...