The Works of Ben Jonson...: With Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical Memoir, Том 9G. and W. Nicol, 1816 |
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... never bestowed a six- pence on any worthy object or person , and who conti- nued , to extreme old age , to fumble with his gold , till his fingers , like those of Midas , grew encrusted with it , must have been greatly scandalized at ...
... never bestowed a six- pence on any worthy object or person , and who conti- nued , to extreme old age , to fumble with his gold , till his fingers , like those of Midas , grew encrusted with it , must have been greatly scandalized at ...
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... never intended to realize * ) in splenetic sneers at kings and courtiers : he called himself a republican , and uttered many grievous complaints of the loss of liberty , & c . , and yet went crying out of the world because the French ...
... never intended to realize * ) in splenetic sneers at kings and courtiers : he called himself a republican , and uttered many grievous complaints of the loss of liberty , & c . , and yet went crying out of the world because the French ...
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... never fell , thou fall'st , my tongue . He stood a soldier to the last right end , A perfect patriot , and a noble friend ; But most , a virtuous son . All offices were done By him , so ample , full , and round , In weight , in measure ...
... never fell , thou fall'st , my tongue . He stood a soldier to the last right end , A perfect patriot , and a noble friend ; But most , a virtuous son . All offices were done By him , so ample , full , and round , In weight , in measure ...
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... never yet noticed by the poet's biographers . It has neither title nor date ; but appears to have been written by him for the christening of a son of the earl of Newcastle , to which the king or the prince ( both seem to have been ...
... never yet noticed by the poet's biographers . It has neither title nor date ; but appears to have been written by him for the christening of a son of the earl of Newcastle , to which the king or the prince ( both seem to have been ...
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... never push for it , woman ; I know my place . It is before , and I would not have you mistake it . Kecks . Then belike my place is behind . Duggs . Be it where it will , I'll appear . Hold . How now , what's the matter with you two ...
... never push for it , woman ; I know my place . It is before , and I would not have you mistake it . Kecks . Then belike my place is behind . Duggs . Be it where it will , I'll appear . Hold . How now , what's the matter with you two ...
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Страница 11 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Страница 173 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory on this side idolatry as much as any. He was, indeed, honest, and of an open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped.
Страница 218 - Custom is the most certain mistress of language, as the public stamp makes the current money. But we must not be too frequent with the mint, every day coining, nor fetch words from the extreme and utmost ages ; since the chief virtue of a style is perspicuity, and nothing so vicious in it as to need an interpreter.
Страница 172 - For they commend writers as they do fencers or wrestlers ; who, if they come in robustiously, and put for it with a great deal of violence, are received for the braver fellows...
Страница 154 - ... scoffing. For to all the observations of the Ancients we have our own experience, which if we will use, and apply, we have better means to pronounce. It is true, they opened the gates, and made the way, that went before us; but as guides, not commanders: Non domini nostri, sed duces, fuere.
Страница 174 - Augustus said of Haterius. His wit was in his own power; would the rule of it had been so too. Many times he fell into those things could not escape laughter; as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him, "Caesar, thou dost me wrong," he replied, "Caesar did never wrong but with just cause"; and such like, which were ridiculous.
Страница 175 - They would not have it run without rubs, as if that style were more strong and manly that struck the ear with a kind of unevenness. These men err not by chance, but knowingly and willingly; they are like men that affect a fashion by themselves; have some singularity in a ruff, cloak, or hatband; or their beards specially cut to provoke beholders, and set a mark upon themselves.
Страница 211 - So did the best writers in their beginnings: they imposed upon themselves care and industry; they did nothing rashly; they obtained first to write well and then custom made it easy and a habit.
Страница 232 - Hence he is called a poet, not he which writeth in measure only, but that feigneth and formeth a fable, and writes things like the truth. For the fable and fiction is, as it were, the form and soul of any poetical work, or poem.