The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science and Art, Volumen8

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Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith
E. Littell, 1826
 

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Página 145 - There eternal summer dwells, And west winds, with musky wing, About the cedared alleys fling Nard and cassia's balmy smells : Iris there with humid bow Waters the odorous banks, that blow Flowers of more mingled hue Than her purrled scarf can
Página 151 - him. We think that they chose wisely and nobly. The advocates of Charles, like the advocates of other malefactors against whom overwhelming evidence is produced, generally decline all controversy about the facts, and content themselves with calling testimony to character. He had so many private virtues! And had James II. no private virtues! Was even Oliver Cromwell,
Página 149 - equable. His temper was serious, perhaps stern ; but it was a temper which no sufferings could render sullen or fretful. Such as it was, when, on the eve of great events, he returned from his travels, in the prime of health and manly beauty, loaded with literary distinctions, and glowing with patriotic hopes
Página 144 - sight, to be no more in his words than in other words. But they are words of enchantment. No sooner are they pronounced, than the past is present, and the distant near. New forms of beauty start at once into existence, and all the burial places of the memory give
Página 158 - of the Paradise Lost has he ever risen higher than in those parts of his controversial works in which his feelings, excited by conflict, find a vent in bursts of devotional and lyric rapture. It is, to borrow his own majestic language,
Página 144 - synonyme for another, and the whole effect is destroyed. The spell loses its power ; and he who should then hope to conjure witli it, would find himself as much mistaken as Cassim in the Arabian tale, when he stood crying, " Open Wheat," " Open Barley," to the door which obeyed no sound but
Página 148 - The Spirits of Milton are unlike those of almost all other writers. His Fiends, in particular, are wonderful creations. They are not metaphysical abstractions. They are not wicked men. They are not ugly beasts. They have no horns, no tails, none of the fee-fawfum of Tasso and Klopstock. They have just enough in common
Página 141 - has himself owned, whether he had not been born '• an age too late." For this notion Johnson has thought fit to make him the butt of his clumsy ridicule. The poet, we believe, understood the nature of his art better than the critic. He knew that his poetical genius derived no advantage from the
Página 38 - propensity to eulogize whatever style his author writes in, two examples may serve : " Bear me, some God, oh. quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense : Where contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings." On which Warburton observes,
Página 299 - he understood, by my tone, when I understood what I read, and when I did not; and, accordingly, would stop me, examine me, and open the most difficult passages to me. " Thus went I on, for about six weeks' time, reading to him in the afternoons, and exercising myself, with my own books, in

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