The Poetry of John DrydenHarcourt, Brace and Howe, 1920 - 361 sidor |
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Sida 137
... epigram , the epitaph , the elegy , the prologue , the epilogue . The growth had been rapid before Dryden . The temper of the cen- tury had swiftly become suited to a sort of expres- sion aiming " rather at aptitude than altitude , " as ...
... epigram , the epitaph , the elegy , the prologue , the epilogue . The growth had been rapid before Dryden . The temper of the cen- tury had swiftly become suited to a sort of expres- sion aiming " rather at aptitude than altitude , " as ...
Sida 139
... epigrams , epitaphs and elegies ; and the prologues and epilogues The ten years between 1660 and 1670 saw in Eng- land a flowering of panegyric that necessarily re- calls certain other rather distant periods in the world's literature ...
... epigrams , epitaphs and elegies ; and the prologues and epilogues The ten years between 1660 and 1670 saw in Eng- land a flowering of panegyric that necessarily re- calls certain other rather distant periods in the world's literature ...
Sida 146
... Epigrams " published by his friend John Hoddesdon . The verses have a Puritan tinge and are clumsy in their approbation . Ten years later he opened a freer vein of compliment in the piece which he pre- fixed to a volume of Sir Robert ...
... Epigrams " published by his friend John Hoddesdon . The verses have a Puritan tinge and are clumsy in their approbation . Ten years later he opened a freer vein of compliment in the piece which he pre- fixed to a volume of Sir Robert ...
Sida 154
... Epigrams , and from Spenser to Fleckno ; that is , from the top to the bottom of all poetry , " wrote Dryden in the Discourse of Satire . Yet he proved upon a few occasions to have an epigrammatic turn of some distinction . His epigram ...
... Epigrams , and from Spenser to Fleckno ; that is , from the top to the bottom of all poetry , " wrote Dryden in the Discourse of Satire . Yet he proved upon a few occasions to have an epigrammatic turn of some distinction . His epigram ...
Sida 155
... epigram in the English language , " marvels at the perfection of form which could intrigue a whole century of readers into accepting as profound a half dozen lines which really say nothing . Dryden was probably drawn to the Greek ...
... epigram in the English language , " marvels at the perfection of form which could intrigue a whole century of readers into accepting as profound a half dozen lines which really say nothing . Dryden was probably drawn to the Greek ...
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Sida 199 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages curst : For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit, Restless, unfixed in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace ; A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay And o'cr-informed the tenement of clay.
Sida 200 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand ;* A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long...
Sida 253 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Sida 249 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power ; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Sida 158 - Farewell, too little and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own; For sure our souls were near allied, and thine Cast in the same poetic mould with mine.
Sida 312 - The style of Dryden is capricious and varied ; that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden obeys the motions of his own mind ; Pope constrains his mind to his own rules of composition. Dryden is sometimes vehement and rapid; Pope is always smooth, uniform, and gentle. Dryden's page is a natural field, rising into inequalities, and diversified by the varied exuberance of abundant vegetation ; Pope's is a velvet lawn, shaven by the scythe, and levelled by the roller.
Sida 207 - But Shadwell never deviates into sense. Some beams of wit on other souls may fall, Strike through and make a lucid interval ; But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray, His rising fogs prevail upon the day.
Sida 332 - For them the Ceylon diver held his breath, And went all naked to the hungry shark ; For them his ears gushed blood ; for them in death The seal on the cold ice with piteous bark Lay full of darts ; for them alone did seethe A thousand men in troubles wide and dark : Half-ignorant, they turned an easy wheel, That set sharp racks at work, to pinch and peel.
Sida 63 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, with-outen any companye.
Sida 259 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!