The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations ... |
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... feeming to survey The dark dominions , her alternate sway . Before her stood a woman in her throes , And call'd Lucina's aid , her burden to disclose . All thefe the painter drew with such command , That Nature fnatch'd the pencil from ...
... feeming to survey The dark dominions , her alternate sway . Before her stood a woman in her throes , And call'd Lucina's aid , her burden to disclose . All thefe the painter drew with such command , That Nature fnatch'd the pencil from ...
Page 92
... feeming fanctity , That fear'd an oath , but , like the devil , would lie ; Who look'd like Lent , and had the holy leer , And durft not fin before he faid his pray'r ; This pious cheat , that never fuck'd the blood , Nor chew'd the ...
... feeming fanctity , That fear'd an oath , but , like the devil , would lie ; Who look'd like Lent , and had the holy leer , And durft not fin before he faid his pray'r ; This pious cheat , that never fuck'd the blood , Nor chew'd the ...
Page 101
... feeming violence , Yet mean his facred perfon not the leaft offence . Defcend ; fo help me Jove as you shall find That Reynard comes of no diffembling kind , Nay quoth the cock ; but I befhrew us both , If I believe a faint upon his ...
... feeming violence , Yet mean his facred perfon not the leaft offence . Defcend ; fo help me Jove as you shall find That Reynard comes of no diffembling kind , Nay quoth the cock ; but I befhrew us both , If I believe a faint upon his ...
Page 147
... feeming widow , and a fecret bride . Among the train of courtiers , one she found With all the gifts of bounteous nature crown'd , Of gentle blood ; but one whofe niggard fate Had fet him far below her high estate ; Guifcard his name ...
... feeming widow , and a fecret bride . Among the train of courtiers , one she found With all the gifts of bounteous nature crown'd , Of gentle blood ; but one whofe niggard fate Had fet him far below her high estate ; Guifcard his name ...
Page 148
... feeming toy was not for nought defign'd : But when retir'd , fo long with curious eyes He view'd his present , that he found the prize . Much was in little writ ; and all convey'd With cautious care , for fear to be betray'd By fome ...
... feeming toy was not for nought defign'd : But when retir'd , fo long with curious eyes He view'd his present , that he found the prize . Much was in little writ ; and all convey'd With cautious care , for fear to be betray'd By fome ...
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Page xxxii - Tis true, I cannot go so far as he who published the last edition of him; for he would make us believe the fault is in our ears, and that there were really ten syllables in a verse where we find but nine; but this opinion is not worth confuting; 'tis so gross and obvious an error that common sense (which is a rule in everything but matters of faith and revelation) must...
Page xxxi - In the first place, as he is the father of English poetry, so I hold him in the same degree of veneration as the Grecians held Homer or the Romans Virgil...
Page xliii - tis in him to right Boccace. I prefer, in our countryman, far above all his other stories, the noble poem of Palamon and Arcite, which is of the epic kind, and perhaps not much inferior to the Ilias, or the JEneis.
Page xxxv - The matter and manner of their tales and of their telling are so suited to their different educations, humours, and callings, that each of them would be improper in any other mouth.
Page xxviii - Both of them built on the inventions of other men ; yet since Chaucer had something of his own, as The Wife of Bath's Tale, The Cock and the Fox, which I have translated, and some others, I may justly give our countryman the precedence in that part; since I can remember nothing of Ovid which was wholly his. Both of them understood the manners; under which name I comprehend the passions, and in a larger sense, the descriptions of persons, and their very habits.
Page xl - ... when the reason ceases for which they were enacted. As for the other part of the argument, that his thoughts will lose of their original beauty by the innovation of words; in the first place, not only their beauty, but their being is lost, where they are no longer understood, which is the present case.
Page 211 - ... poesie is of so subtle a spirit, that in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate ; and if a new spirit be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum...
Page xxxii - We can only say that he lived in the infancy of our poetry, and that nothing is brought to perfection at the first. We must be children before we grow men. There was an Ennius, and in process of time a Lucilius, and a Lucretius, before Virgil and Horace; even after Chaucer there was a Spenser, a Harrington, a Fairfax, before Waller and Denham were in being; and our numbers were in their nonage till these last appeared.
Page 19 - And know'st thou not, no law is made for love? Law is to things which to free choice relate; Love is not in our choice, but in our fate; Laws are but positive; love's power, we see, Is Nature's sanction, and her first decree.
Page 70 - Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind what happens let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend ; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.