The Tragedies of L. Annaeus Seneca the Philosopher: Viz Medes, Phaedra and Hippolytus, Troades, Or the Royal Captives, and the Rape of Helen, Out of the Greek of Coluthus; Translated Into English Verse; with Annotations. To which is Prefixed the Life and Death of Seneca the Pholosopher; with a Vindication of the Said Tragedies to Him, as Their Proper Author. Adorn'd with Sculptures Representing Each History

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S. Smith and B. Walford, 1702 - 377 sider
 

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Side xxxix - ... augmented by a preposterous Paraphrase; but the genuine Sense of Seneca in these Tragedies intelligibly delivered, by a close Adherence to his Words as far as the Propriety of. Language may fairly admit; in Expressions not unpoetical, and Numbers not unmusical. But representing, as in a Glass, his just Lineaments and Features, his true Air and Mien, in his own Native Colours, unfarded with adulterate Paint, and keeping up (at least aiming so to do) his distinguishing Character, in a word rendring...
Side 335 - Sherburne makes the following not unpleasant remark : ** The word rape must not be taken in the common acceptation of the expression. For Paris was more courtly than to offer, and Helen more kind-hearted than to suffer, such a violence. It must be taken rather for a transporting of her with her consent from her own country to Troy...
Side 335 - ... more kind-hearted than to suffer, such a violence. It must be taken rather for a transporting of her with her consent from her own country to Troy : which Virgil seems to insinuate in the first book of his...
Side 264 - Where lie the unborn. Away Time rakes us, Then Chaos takes us. Death, not divided, comes one whole To body and soul. Whate'er of Tsenarus they sing, And Hell's fierce king, How Cerberus still guards the port O' the Stygian court — All are but idle rumours found, And empty sound, Like the vain fears of melancholy, Dreams, and invented folly. Act III. The third act is devoted to Andromache and her child. The Chorus take no part in it until the final interlude, and Substitu- their absence is the more...
Side 263 - The Spirit which informs this clay So fleets away. Nothing is after Death : and this, Too, nothing is : The goal or the extremest space Of a swift race. The covetous their hopes forbear, The sad their fear : Ask'st thou, whene'er thou com'st to die Where thou shalt He?
Side xxxvii - ... ie The mind of which place is this, — -As to the matter already assumed and published by others, a poet may yet justly make the subject his own, if he fall not so upon it, as to render it word for word, by executing the part of a faithful interpreter, but endeavour to adorn the argument with new embellishments of fresh invention, and pass by the words of the first writer. — -This is the exposition the learned Huetius makes of this place ; and it will be more than difficult to find an interpretation...
Side xxxvii - Matter, but a private Wit May make his own ; if the vile Track he quit ; Nor Word for Word be careful to transfer With the fame Faith as an Interpreter. Which...
Side xxxviii - ... not so upon it, as to render it word for word, by executing the part of a faithful interpreter, but endeavour to adorn the argument with new embellishments of fresh invention, and pass by the words of the first writer. — This is the exposition the learned Huetius makes of this place ; and it will be more than difficult to find an interpretation given thereof by any commentator, (from Acron and Porphyrio to the last that ever animadverted upon Horace,) dissonant from that he hath here delivered....

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