The Modern Dunciad: Virgil in London and Other PoemsPickering, 1835 - 342 Seiten |
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... deep conviction glow'd on H -- df -- t's cheek ; And Manners , brainless blockhead ! stood confest The public nuisance , and the public jest . F. Once more forbear - thy proper medium know : - Degraded names ! can Satire stoop so low ...
... deep conviction glow'd on H -- df -- t's cheek ; And Manners , brainless blockhead ! stood confest The public nuisance , and the public jest . F. Once more forbear - thy proper medium know : - Degraded names ! can Satire stoop so low ...
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... Horrors ; " very terrible and meritorious productions . + Mr. Wharton has presented the public with an Epic , known by the name of " Roncesvalles . " What can provoke thy Muse ? -in silence deep Tooke 6 THE MODERN DUNCIAD .
... Horrors ; " very terrible and meritorious productions . + Mr. Wharton has presented the public with an Epic , known by the name of " Roncesvalles . " What can provoke thy Muse ? -in silence deep Tooke 6 THE MODERN DUNCIAD .
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... deep Tooke rests - but not in everlasting sleep : * Another scene awaits his trembling sight , A gloom more awful , or a blaze more bright ! The veil is rent , the Sceptic's hateful name † Stands justly branded with contempt and shame ...
... deep Tooke rests - but not in everlasting sleep : * Another scene awaits his trembling sight , A gloom more awful , or a blaze more bright ! The veil is rent , the Sceptic's hateful name † Stands justly branded with contempt and shame ...
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... deep despair , And anarchy , dire fiend ! shall revel there . Down with yon sacred altars ! useless blocks ! Detested relics ! -e'en vindictive Knox * Shall rise from hell's dark caves with furious joy , And breathe again his spirit to ...
... deep despair , And anarchy , dire fiend ! shall revel there . Down with yon sacred altars ! useless blocks ! Detested relics ! -e'en vindictive Knox * Shall rise from hell's dark caves with furious joy , And breathe again his spirit to ...
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... deep , and sad , Harsh , and hoarse murmʼring to the whistling wind , Rolls the huge rumbling Omnibus - the Cad With liquor , dust , half drunk , half - chok'd , half - blind , Roars , with Stentorian voice , " Jump up , my lad ! Room ...
... deep , and sad , Harsh , and hoarse murmʼring to the whistling wind , Rolls the huge rumbling Omnibus - the Cad With liquor , dust , half drunk , half - chok'd , half - blind , Roars , with Stentorian voice , " Jump up , my lad ! Room ...
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applause bard beauty behold Ben Jonson blest breath bright character charm comedy court critics dark death delight divine dull dulness dunce Dunciad ECLOGUE eternal ev'ry fair fairy fame fate fear fire fool fustian genius give glorious glory grace grave Hail hast hath hear heart Heav'n hope humour immortal John Gwilliam Jonson King Lady Lady Morgan live Lord lov'd Lucretius lyre merry Midsummer Night's Dream mind MONODY mournful Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er once passion play poet poet's pow'r praise pride Prince prose racter rage rhyme rogue sacred Satire scene Shakespeare shame Silent Woman Sir Huon Sir Walter Scott smile soft song sorrow soul spirit strain sublime sung sweet tale taste tear thee Theodore Melville thine thou throne tomb town truth verse vice Virgil virtue youth
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Seite 117 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 98 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Seite 62 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...
Seite 89 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try; Nor call'd the Gods, with vulgar spite, To vindicate his helpless right ; But bow'd his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Seite 119 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Seite 62 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Seite 62 - The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose : And on old Hyems' chin and icy crown, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Seite 82 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Seite 120 - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Seite 118 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.