Essays critical and imaginativeBlackwood, 1857 |
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... mortal birth , all " building up the lofty rhyme , " till beneath their harmonious hands , arose , in its perfect proportions , immortal in its beauty and magni- ficence , " The Tale of Troy Divine ? " Was Homer savage or civilised ...
... mortal birth , all " building up the lofty rhyme , " till beneath their harmonious hands , arose , in its perfect proportions , immortal in its beauty and magni- ficence , " The Tale of Troy Divine ? " Was Homer savage or civilised ...
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... mortal sight , Then took his stand the well - aim'd shaft to throw ; Fierce sprang the string , and twang'd the silver bow . The dogs and mules his first keen arrows slew ; Amid the ranks , the next more fatal flew , A deathful dart ...
... mortal sight , Then took his stand the well - aim'd shaft to throw ; Fierce sprang the string , and twang'd the silver bow . The dogs and mules his first keen arrows slew ; Amid the ranks , the next more fatal flew , A deathful dart ...
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... mortal sight , " is an absolute and manifest lie ; for Homer saw him , and so do we , and so did Tickel himself , unless he were bat - blind , which he was not , but , on the contrary , had a couple of good sharp eyes in his head . On ...
... mortal sight , " is an absolute and manifest lie ; for Homer saw him , and so do we , and so did Tickel himself , unless he were bat - blind , which he was not , but , on the contrary , had a couple of good sharp eyes in his head . On ...
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... mortal sight . " Cowper , best of all , and perfectly— and Sotheby- “ Like night he came ; ” " As the God descended , dark as night , " —which is not so good as Cowper , only because not literally Homer . We ask you again , what effect ...
... mortal sight . " Cowper , best of all , and perfectly— and Sotheby- “ Like night he came ; ” " As the God descended , dark as night , " —which is not so good as Cowper , only because not literally Homer . We ask you again , what effect ...
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... and burlesque of the sublime and beautiful , and will never , we venture to prophesy , be carried farther by any mortal Momus aping Apollo . HOMER AND HIS TRANSLATORS . CRITIQUE II . [ MAY 34 ESSAYS : CRITICAL AND IMAGINATIVE .
... and burlesque of the sublime and beautiful , and will never , we venture to prophesy , be carried farther by any mortal Momus aping Apollo . HOMER AND HIS TRANSLATORS . CRITIQUE II . [ MAY 34 ESSAYS : CRITICAL AND IMAGINATIVE .
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Achilles address'd admiration Agamemnon Alcinous Andromache Antilochus Apollo arms Atreus Atrides beautiful behold blaze blood bosom brave breast breathed bright Briseïs Calypso Chapman chariot chief Chorus Clytemnestra Cowper dead death delight Diomed divine dreadful Dryden earth Eëtion eyes fate father fear fire flame Glaucus glorious glory goddess godlike gods golden Grecian Greece Greek grief groans hand hath head hear heart heaven Hector Helen hero heroic Homer honour host Iliad illustrious imagination immortal Jove king knew light look Menelaus mighty mind Minerva moon mortal mountain Myrmidons Nausicaa never night noble o'er palace Pallas passion Patroclus Peleus Pelides pity poet poetry Pope Pope's pour'd Priam Prince shield shine sire slain song sorrow Sotheby Sotheby's soul spake speak spear spirit stars stood sublime Symmons tears Telemachus tent thee Thetis thou translation Trojans Troy Ulysses voice weeping words wrath δὲ καὶ
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Página 61 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 394 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new : Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.
Página 437 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Página 78 - Yet, while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all in thee : Alas ! my parents, brothers, kindred, all Once more will perish, if my Hector fall. Thy wife, thy infant, in thy danger share : Oh ! prove a husband's and a father's care! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy, Where yon wild fig-trees join the wall of Troy : Thou from this tower defend th...
Página 437 - You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry " Hold, hold !
Página 455 - Bos. Do you not weep ? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out. The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens.
Página 58 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.
Página 393 - Thence what the lofty grave tragedians taught In Chorus or Iambic, teachers best Of moral prudence, with delight received In brief sententious precepts, while they treat Of fate, and chance, and change in human life; High actions, and high passions best describing. Thence to the famous orators repair, Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence Wielded at will that fierce democratic, Shook the Arsenal and fulmined over Greece, To Macedon, and Artaxerxes...
Página 160 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Página 112 - And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays ; The long reflections of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires. A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field. Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend, Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send ; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriors wait the rising morn.