Contemporary Criticisms of Dr. Samuel Johnson, His Works, and His BiographersJohn Ker Spittal J. Murray, 1923 - 412 páginas |
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Contemporary Criticisms of Dr. Samuel Johnson, His Works, and His Biographers John Ker Spittal Visualização integral - 1923 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Abyssinia acquainted Addison admired anecdotes appears beauties biographer Boswell called censure character Chesterfield Cibber Colley Cibber conversation criticism curious diction Doctor Dryden Earse edition elegance English Essay excellence favour Garrick genius Gentleman's Magazine give hath Hebrides honour humour imagination James Boswell King labour language learning letter liberty literary lived Lord Lord Bute Lord Chesterfield M'Nicol manner ment mentioned merit metaphysical poets Milton mind moral nature never observed occasion opinion original Paradise Lost parliament passage perhaps pieces Pindar play poem poet poetical poetry political Pope praise present published Rambler readers reason religion remarks Review Samson Agonistes Samuel Johnson says Scotland seems sentiments Shakspeare shew Sir John Hawkins Steevens Streatham style supposed thing thought Thrale Tibullus tion Titus Andronicus told tragedy translation true truth verse virtue volume wish wonder writer written wrote
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Página 122 - My Lord, I have been lately informed, by the proprietor of The World, that two papers, in which my Dictionary is recommended to the public, were written by your Lordship.
Página 273 - After all this, it is surely superfluous to answer the question that has once been asked, Whether Pope was a poet, otherwise than by asking in return, If Pope be not a poet, where is poetry to be found?
Página 123 - I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door ; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it, at last, to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance,* one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour. Such treatment I did not expect, for I never had a Patron before. " The shepherd in Virgil grew at last acquainted with Love, and found him a native of the rocks.
Página 294 - These odes are marked by glittering accumulations of ungraceful ornaments, they strike rather than please; the images are magnified by affectation; the language is laboured into harshness. The mind of the writer seems to work with unnatural violence. "Double, double, toil and trouble.
Página 123 - The shepherd in Virgil grew at last acquainted with Love, and found him a native of the rocks. Is not a patron, my Lord...
Página 234 - He seems to have been well acquainted with his own genius, and to know what it was that Nature had bestowed upon him more bountifully than upon others ; the power of displaying the vast, illuminating the splendid, enforcing the awful, darkening the gloomy, and aggravating the dreadful...
Página 328 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Página 143 - But his superiority over other learned men consisted chiefly in what may be called the art of thinking, the art of using his mind: a certain continual power of seizing the useful substance of all that he knew, and exhibiting it in a clear and forcible manner; so that knowledge, which we often see to be no better than lumber in men of dull understanding, was in him true, evident and actual wisdom.
Página 210 - Their attempts were always analytic ; they broke every image into fragments: and could no more represent, by their slender conceits 'and laboured particularities, the prospects of nature or the scenes of life, than he who dissects a sunbeam with a prism can exhibit the wide effulgence of a summer noon.
Página 258 - And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Referências a este livro
Johnson's Critical Presence: Image, History, Judgement Philip Smallwood Pré-visualização indisponível - 2004 |