The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Том 11A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... mind , even when employed in wresting ideas the wrong way . It is re- markable , also , that Dryden ventures to praise the verses of his patron , on account of that absence of extravagant metaphor , and that sobriety of poetic ...
... mind , even when employed in wresting ideas the wrong way . It is re- markable , also , that Dryden ventures to praise the verses of his patron , on account of that absence of extravagant metaphor , and that sobriety of poetic ...
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... mind would have been discouraged from investiga- tions , attended neither by fame nor profit . These essays were upon physical , philosophical , and moral subjects . After the Re- storation , Charleton published the work upon which he ...
... mind would have been discouraged from investiga- tions , attended neither by fame nor profit . These essays were upon physical , philosophical , and moral subjects . After the Re- storation , Charleton published the work upon which he ...
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... mind recal ; Of some the patron , and the friend to all ! In him the poets ' Nestor ye defend ! Great Otway's peer , and greater Dryden's friend . Southerne , on his eighty - first birth - day , was complimented with a copy of verses by ...
... mind recal ; Of some the patron , and the friend to all ! In him the poets ' Nestor ye defend ! Great Otway's peer , and greater Dryden's friend . Southerne , on his eighty - first birth - day , was complimented with a copy of verses by ...
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... mind , And when ' tis compass'd leaves a sting behind . Suppose I had the better end o'the staff , Why should I help the ill - natured world to laugh ? Tis all alike to them , who get the day ; They love the spite and mischief of the ...
... mind , And when ' tis compass'd leaves a sting behind . Suppose I had the better end o'the staff , Why should I help the ill - natured world to laugh ? Tis all alike to them , who get the day ; They love the spite and mischief of the ...
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... mind , but had not power to raise : Great Jonson did by strength of judgment please ; Yet , doubling Fletcher's force , he wants his ease . In differing talents both adorn'd their age ; One for the study , t'other for the stage . But ...
... mind , but had not power to raise : Great Jonson did by strength of judgment please ; Yet , doubling Fletcher's force , he wants his ease . In differing talents both adorn'd their age ; One for the study , t'other for the stage . But ...
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