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... Sentiments ...... 240 66 XVII . Language of Passion 256 ...... " XVIII . Beauty of Language 267 Sect . 1. Beauty of Language with respect to Sound ...... 269 66 2. Beauty of Language with respect to Signification . 273 66 8. Beauty of ...
... Sentiments ...... 240 66 XVII . Language of Passion 256 ...... " XVIII . Beauty of Language 267 Sect . 1. Beauty of Language with respect to Sound ...... 269 66 2. Beauty of Language with respect to Signification . 273 66 8. Beauty of ...
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... sentiment ? It is not a perception ; for a perception signifies the act by which we become conscious of external objects . It is not consciousness of an internal action , such as thinking , sus- pending thought , inclining , resolving ...
... sentiment ? It is not a perception ; for a perception signifies the act by which we become conscious of external objects . It is not consciousness of an internal action , such as thinking , sus- pending thought , inclining , resolving ...
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... sentiment , is an exquisite joy , a generous task . " After having spoken of taste which appreciates beauty , shall we say nothing of genius which makes it live again ? Genius is nothing else than taste in action , that is to say , the ...
... sentiment , is an exquisite joy , a generous task . " After having spoken of taste which appreciates beauty , shall we say nothing of genius which makes it live again ? Genius is nothing else than taste in action , that is to say , the ...
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... sentiments of the mind and the affections of the heart : he writes as if all novels were un- exceptionable in their moral tendency ; but since his day , nearly a century ago , it is painful to reflect what polluting streams of fiction ...
... sentiments of the mind and the affections of the heart : he writes as if all novels were un- exceptionable in their moral tendency ; but since his day , nearly a century ago , it is painful to reflect what polluting streams of fiction ...
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... sentiment ; and we often find melody without the least tincture of it . It is beyond the power of music to raise a passion or a sentiment ; but it is in the power of music to raise emotions similar to what are raised by sentiments ...
... sentiment ; and we often find melody without the least tincture of it . It is beyond the power of music to raise a passion or a sentiment ; but it is in the power of music to raise emotions similar to what are raised by sentiments ...
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Page 88 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 90 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Page 411 - I thought, that all things had been savage here ; And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment : But whate'er you are> That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time...
Page 259 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Page 415 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 380 - And now go to; I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard : I will take away the hedge thereof, and it shall be eaten up; And break down the wall thereof, and it shall be trodden down: And I will lay it waste: It shall not be pruned, nor digged; But there shall come up briers and thorns: I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.
Page 300 - Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page 345 - Commander : he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower : his form had yet not lost All her original brightness ; nor appear'd Less than Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Page 463 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Poured forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 343 - God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home ; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head, Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steeled The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.