Literary Hours: Or, Sketches Critical and Narrative, Volume 1J. Burkitt, 1800 - English literature |
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... Paradise Lost of Milton , and the Poems of Collins , bear testimony to the truth of the assertion . It is , also , highly necessary to guard against those delusions which an exclusive study of works of imagination is apt to generate in ...
... Paradise Lost of Milton , and the Poems of Collins , bear testimony to the truth of the assertion . It is , also , highly necessary to guard against those delusions which an exclusive study of works of imagination is apt to generate in ...
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... Paradise Lost has been claimed , and justly claimed , by the literati of Germany . KLOP- STOCK , though possessing not the stern and gigantic sublimity of Milton , still elevates the mind by the vigour and novelty of his fiction , and ...
... Paradise Lost has been claimed , and justly claimed , by the literati of Germany . KLOP- STOCK , though possessing not the stern and gigantic sublimity of Milton , still elevates the mind by the vigour and novelty of his fiction , and ...
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... Paradise Lost of Milton , who has been fre- quently censured for its melancholy catas- trophe , for the abject condition in which our first parents are left , and for having chosen the Devil for his hero . Without enquiry con- cerning ...
... Paradise Lost of Milton , who has been fre- quently censured for its melancholy catas- trophe , for the abject condition in which our first parents are left , and for having chosen the Devil for his hero . Without enquiry con- cerning ...
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... Paradise Lost . The tender mercy and compassion of our Redeemer , the universal philanthropy and meekness of his character , his pathetic appeals , to the virtues and feelings of his auditors , his patient and heroic suffering , his ...
... Paradise Lost . The tender mercy and compassion of our Redeemer , the universal philanthropy and meekness of his character , his pathetic appeals , to the virtues and feelings of his auditors , his patient and heroic suffering , his ...
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... Paradise Lost displays , more than any other poem perhaps , every variety of pause and rhythm , but neither his subject , nor his genius led to that sweetness and simplicity of diction so wonderfully cap- tivating in the drama of his ...
... Paradise Lost displays , more than any other poem perhaps , every variety of pause and rhythm , but neither his subject , nor his genius led to that sweetness and simplicity of diction so wonderfully cap- tivating in the drama of his ...
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Page 195 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 375 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 409 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Page 411 - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care : And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin...
Page 66 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 331 - Now gliding remote, on the verge of the sky, The moon half extinguished her crescent displays ; But lately I marked, when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
Page 338 - As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be...
Page 412 - On the other side up-rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity compos'd, and high exploit : But all was false and hollow ; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low...
Page 331 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore...
Page 30 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.