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... nature , into vice or gross deformity . The lights and shades of the character should be given ; and if this be done with a strict regard to truth , a just estimate of Dr. Johnson will afford a lesson , perhaps , as valuable as the ...
... nature , into vice or gross deformity . The lights and shades of the character should be given ; and if this be done with a strict regard to truth , a just estimate of Dr. Johnson will afford a lesson , perhaps , as valuable as the ...
Page vii
... nature from the life ; and to have consulted his senses , not his imagination . He meets with no basilisks , that destroy with their eyes ; his crocodiles devour their prey , with- out tears ; and his cataracts fall from the rock ...
... nature from the life ; and to have consulted his senses , not his imagination . He meets with no basilisks , that destroy with their eyes ; his crocodiles devour their prey , with- out tears ; and his cataracts fall from the rock ...
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... nature for the different vocations to which each of them felt himself inclined . They acted from the impulse of young minds , even then meditating great things , and with cou- rage anticipating success . Their friend , Mr. Walmsley , by ...
... nature for the different vocations to which each of them felt himself inclined . They acted from the impulse of young minds , even then meditating great things , and with cou- rage anticipating success . Their friend , Mr. Walmsley , by ...
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... nature , or demolished other buildings to embellish his own . " These were the motives that induced Johnson to assist Lauder with a preface ; and are not these the motives of a critic and a scholar ? What reader of taste , what man of ...
... nature , or demolished other buildings to embellish his own . " These were the motives that induced Johnson to assist Lauder with a preface ; and are not these the motives of a critic and a scholar ? What reader of taste , what man of ...
Page xxxvii
... of reason ; who can wonder , that he was troubled with melancholy , and dejection of spirit ? An apprehension of the worst calamity that can befall human nature hung over him all the rest of his GENIUS OF DR . JOHNSON . xxxvii.
... of reason ; who can wonder , that he was troubled with melancholy , and dejection of spirit ? An apprehension of the worst calamity that can befall human nature hung over him all the rest of his GENIUS OF DR . JOHNSON . xxxvii.
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Page 15 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For, why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th
Page 19 - Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
Page lvi - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Page 17 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Page 206 - is much to be desired; but I am afraid that no man will be able to breathe in these regions of speculation and tranquillity.
Page xxxv - I had exhausted all the art of pleasing which a retired and uncourtly scholar can possess. I had done all that I could ; and no man is well pleased to have his all neglected, be it ever so little. Seven years, my lord...
Page 215 - The business of a poet, said Imlac, is to examine, not the individual, but the species; to remark general properties and large appearances ; he does not number the streaks of the tulip, or describe the different shades in the verdure of the forest. He is to exhibit in his portraits of nature such prominent and striking features as recall the original to every mind ; and must neglect the minuter discriminations, which one may have remarked, and another have neglected, for those characteristicks which...
Page 259 - This opinion, which perhaps, prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth : those that never heard of one another, would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some, who deny it with their tongues, confess it by their fears d.
Page lxxvii - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Page 18 - But did not chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.