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... the Immutability of Truth . Stricture on Mr . D . Hume . . 381 To Mr . How . On
receiving three of Count Algarotti ' s Treatises , and hinting an error which that
author had fallen into , with regard to the English taste of gardening . . . . . . 384 ...
... the Immutability of Truth . Stricture on Mr . D . Hume . . 381 To Mr . How . On
receiving three of Count Algarotti ' s Treatises , and hinting an error which that
author had fallen into , with regard to the English taste of gardening . . . . . . 384 ...
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A reader of sense and taste never expects to find in the memoirs of a philosopher
, or poet , the same species of entertainment , or information , which he would
receive from those of a statesman or general : he expects , however , to be either
...
A reader of sense and taste never expects to find in the memoirs of a philosopher
, or poet , the same species of entertainment , or information , which he would
receive from those of a statesman or general : he expects , however , to be either
...
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respondence , which I shall speedily give the reader , * will undoubtedly shew
that he possest very extraordinary talents , yet , on Mr . Gray ' s side , there seems
superadded to these , such a manly precision of taste , and maturity of judgment ...
respondence , which I shall speedily give the reader , * will undoubtedly shew
that he possest very extraordinary talents , yet , on Mr . Gray ' s side , there seems
superadded to these , such a manly precision of taste , and maturity of judgment ...
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Methinks the college bards have run into a strange taste on this occasion . Such
soft , unmeaning stuff about Venus and Cupid , and Peleus and Thetis , and
Zephyrs and Dryads , was never read . As for my poor little eclogue it has been ...
Methinks the college bards have run into a strange taste on this occasion . Such
soft , unmeaning stuff about Venus and Cupid , and Peleus and Thetis , and
Zephyrs and Dryads , was never read . As for my poor little eclogue it has been ...
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There is usually a much greater fluctuation of taste and manners in an
academical , than a national body ; occasioned ( to use a scholastic metaphor )
by that very quick succession of its component parts , which often goes near to
destroy its ...
There is usually a much greater fluctuation of taste and manners in an
academical , than a national body ; occasioned ( to use a scholastic metaphor )
by that very quick succession of its component parts , which often goes near to
destroy its ...
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Poems and Letters of Thomas Gray: With Memoirs of His Life and Writings Thomas Gray,William Mason Visualização integral - 1820 |
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Página 17 - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Página 461 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 466 - Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales and Ceres...
Página 492 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; y> Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short...
Página 474 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded Vessel goes : Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm : Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Página 511 - And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone : and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it.
Página 470 - Where Angels tremble while they gaze, He saw ; but blasted with excess of light. Closed his eyes in endless night. Behold, where Dryden's less presumptuous car, Wide o'er the fields of glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace.
Página 493 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest ; Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 476 - Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign: Be thine Despair and sceptred Care; 125 126 BOOK THIRD. To triumph and to die are mine.
Página 468 - Man's feeble race what ills await ! Labour and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.