prefaces biographical and crirical to the works of the english poets1781 |
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... fay that he could not remember the time when he began to make verfes . In the style of fiction it might have been faid of him as of Pindar , that when he lay A 3 of P O P E. 5 which he perfuaded his fchool-fellows ...
... fay that he could not remember the time when he began to make verfes . In the style of fiction it might have been faid of him as of Pindar , that when he lay A 3 of P O P E. 5 which he perfuaded his fchool-fellows ...
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... fay thefe are good rhymes . In his perufal of the English poets he foon diftinguifhed the verfification of Dryden , which he confidered as the model to be ftudied , and was impreffed with fuch veneration for his inftructer , that he ...
... fay thefe are good rhymes . In his perufal of the English poets he foon diftinguifhed the verfification of Dryden , which he confidered as the model to be ftudied , and was impreffed with fuch veneration for his inftructer , that he ...
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... fays , " found himfelf attacked , with- " out any manner of provocation on his fide , and attacked in his perfon , in- " stead of his writings , by one who was " wholly " wholly a stranger to him , at a time 22 POPE .
... fays , " found himfelf attacked , with- " out any manner of provocation on his fide , and attacked in his perfon , in- " stead of his writings , by one who was " wholly " wholly a stranger to him , at a time 22 POPE .
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... fays the critick , " can wit be " fcorn'd where it is not ? Is not this a figure frequently employed in Hiber- " nian land ? The perfon that wants this " wit may indeed be fcorned , but the " fcorn fhews the honour which the " contemner ...
... fays the critick , " can wit be " fcorn'd where it is not ? Is not this a figure frequently employed in Hiber- " nian land ? The perfon that wants this " wit may indeed be fcorned , but the " fcorn fhews the honour which the " contemner ...
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... ( fays Dennis ) he " names Mr. Walfh , who had by no means " the qualification which this author rec- " kons abfolutely neceffary to a critick , it " being very certain that he was , like this Effayer , a very indifferent poet ; " he ...
... ( fays Dennis ) he " names Mr. Walfh , who had by no means " the qualification which this author rec- " kons abfolutely neceffary to a critick , it " being very certain that he was , like this Effayer , a very indifferent poet ; " he ...
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Страница 268 - Pope had only a little, because Dryden had more ; for every other writer since Milton must give place to Pope ; and even of Dryden it must be said, that, if he has brighter paragraphs, he has not better poems.
Страница 329 - 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?
Страница 110 - Here he planted the vines and the quincunx which his verses mention; and being under the necessity of making a subterraneous passage to a garden on the other side of the road, he adorned it with fossile bodies, and dignified it with the title of a grotto; a place of silence and retreat, from which he endeavoured to persuade his friends and himself that cares and passions could be excluded.
Страница 268 - Of genius, that power which constitutes a poet, that quality without which judgment is cold and knowledge is inert, that energy which collects, combines, amplifies, and animates, the superiority must, with some hesitation, be allowed to Dryden.
Страница 269 - What his mind could supply at call, or gather in one excursion, was all that he sought, and all that he gave. The dilatory caution of Pope enabled him to condense his sentiments, to multiply his images, and to accumulate all that study might produce, or chance might supply.
Страница 262 - He professed to have learned his poetry from Dryden, whom, whenever an opportunity was presented, he praised through his whole life with unvaried liberality; and perhaps his character may receive some illustration, if he be compared with his master.
Страница 264 - ... none to himself. He examined lines and words with minute and punctilious observation, and retouched every part with indefatigable diligence, till he had left nothing to be forgiven.
Страница 222 - His legs were so slender, that he enlarged their bulk with three pair of stockings, which were drawn on and off by the maid; for he was not able to dress or undress himself, and neither went to bed nor rose without help.
Страница 267 - Pope in his local manners. The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation, and those of Pope by minute attention. There is more dignity in the knowledge of Dryden, and more certainty in that of Pope. * Poetry was not the...
Страница 9 - Who does not wish that Dryden could have known the value of the homage that was paid him, and foreseen the greatness of his young admirer ? The earliest of Pope's productions is his Ode on Solitude...