Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Bind 2W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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Side 3
... respect and sympathy of every generous mind . He has contributed more than any other critic with whom I am acquainted to revive these unjustly neglected poems . A regret has often been expressed that we have little beyond a collection ...
... respect and sympathy of every generous mind . He has contributed more than any other critic with whom I am acquainted to revive these unjustly neglected poems . A regret has often been expressed that we have little beyond a collection ...
Side 4
... respecting the poet's history . " He contends that the facts attested by the sonnets “ can be held in a nut - shell ; " that they do not unequivocally paint the actual situation of the poet , nor make us acquainted with his passions ...
... respecting the poet's history . " He contends that the facts attested by the sonnets “ can be held in a nut - shell ; " that they do not unequivocally paint the actual situation of the poet , nor make us acquainted with his passions ...
Side 5
... respects similar to Shakespeare's , it is not more so than that of his other contemporaries . It was the diction and idiom of the age . Shakespeare not being an Italian scholar , and not therefore acquainted with the strict models ...
... respects similar to Shakespeare's , it is not more so than that of his other contemporaries . It was the diction and idiom of the age . Shakespeare not being an Italian scholar , and not therefore acquainted with the strict models ...
Side 20
... respect are perfect riddles . It is well known that the smaller collection of sonnets and other short lyrical pieces ... respecting the object of which there has been so much conjectural criticism , was also published in defiance or ...
... respect are perfect riddles . It is well known that the smaller collection of sonnets and other short lyrical pieces ... respecting the object of which there has been so much conjectural criticism , was also published in defiance or ...
Side 22
... respect a disgrace to the name of Shakespeare . ( And yet how can we know that it is really his ? ) The reverend Mr. Dyce , the editor of a new edition of these poems , praises Mr. Tyrwhitt's " ingenuity " in the conjectures concern ...
... respect a disgrace to the name of Shakespeare . ( And yet how can we know that it is really his ? ) The reverend Mr. Dyce , the editor of a new edition of these poems , praises Mr. Tyrwhitt's " ingenuity " in the conjectures concern ...
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Addison admiration amongst Anna Seward appears beauty Ben Jonson breathe Byron Campbell character charm critic delight diction Don Quixote dramatic dreams Drummond Dryden English English language excellence exquisite Falstaff fame fancy feeling genius Grongar Hill hath Hazlitt heart human humour Iago imagination imitation India intellectual Italian Johnson language Leigh Hunt less literary literature living look Lord Lord Byron Massinger merit Milton mind Moore moral Muse nature never noble o'er object observed Othello passages passion perhaps Petrarch poems poet poet's poetical poetry Pope popular praise prose racter reader remarkable respect rhymes Roger de Coverley Sancho Sancho Panza says scene seems sense Shakespeare Shylock Sir Roger sonnets soul speak spirit stanza strange style sweet taste thee thine thing Thomas Moore thou thought tion Tory true truth uncle Toby verse vulgar words Wordsworth writer written
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Side 193 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Side 14 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Side 191 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
Side 10 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Side 11 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Side 218 - I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife...
Side 190 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
Side 27 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack!
Side 226 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Side 27 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.