The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseGale, Curtis, and Fenner, 1815 - 157 páginas |
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... Tasso . I do not say that it is a perfect one , or that it is not sometimes straitened for want of room , and sometimes clouded with the obscurities of its age ; but Fairfax seems to go along with his author , and to be more of a piece ...
... Tasso . I do not say that it is a perfect one , or that it is not sometimes straitened for want of room , and sometimes clouded with the obscurities of its age ; but Fairfax seems to go along with his author , and to be more of a piece ...
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... Tasso " is faith- fully rendered by a correspondent line in the translation . ” The faithfulness , it is true , is for the most part as surpris- ing as he represents it , and the number of lines is the same in both poems ; but Fairfax ...
... Tasso " is faith- fully rendered by a correspondent line in the translation . ” The faithfulness , it is true , is for the most part as surpris- ing as he represents it , and the number of lines is the same in both poems ; but Fairfax ...
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... Tasso merely says , with a more natural and momentary touch , that her golden locks were shaken out in the wind , and a young female appeared before him : - E le chiome dorate al vento sparse , Giovane donna in mezzo ' l campo apparse ...
... Tasso merely says , with a more natural and momentary touch , that her golden locks were shaken out in the wind , and a young female appeared before him : - E le chiome dorate al vento sparse , Giovane donna in mezzo ' l campo apparse ...
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... Tasso groans beneath the courtly weight ; Horace alone ( the rogue ! ) his doom has miss❜d , And lies at ease upon the Pension List . Round these , in tall imaginary chairs , Imps ever grinning , sit my daily cares , - Distastes ...
... Tasso groans beneath the courtly weight ; Horace alone ( the rogue ! ) his doom has miss❜d , And lies at ease upon the Pension List . Round these , in tall imaginary chairs , Imps ever grinning , sit my daily cares , - Distastes ...
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... Tasso , which , if it does not evince a mature judgment in point of style , is written at once with great accuracy of investigation and enthusiasm of sympathy . Mr. Black , in opposition to Milton's , Seracci's , and indeed the general ...
... Tasso , which , if it does not evince a mature judgment in point of style , is written at once with great accuracy of investigation and enthusiasm of sympathy . Mr. Black , in opposition to Milton's , Seracci's , and indeed the general ...
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Página 39 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the Sun, her Eyes the Gazers strike, And, like the Sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful Ease, and Sweetness void of Pride, Might hide her Faults, if Belles had Faults to hide: If to her share some Female Errors fall, Look on her Face, and you'll forget 'em all. This Nymph, to the destruction of Mankind, Nourish'd two Locks, which graceful hung behind In equal Curls, and well conspir'd to deck With shining Ringlets the smooth Iv'ry Neck.
Página 38 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye...
Página 104 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Página 39 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
Página 114 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before, milk-white ; now purple with love's wound — And maidens call it, love-in-idleness l6.
Página 114 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 140 - Quis multa gracilis te puer in rosa Perfusus liquidis urget odoribus Grato, Pyrrha, sub antro?
Página 134 - Bithynos liquisse campos et videre te in tuto ! o quid solutis est beatius curis ? cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino labore fessi venimus larem ad nostrum desideratoque acquiescimus lecto. hoc est, quod unum est pro laboribus tantis.
Página 114 - Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil at her song And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 141 - Pyrrha, sub antrof cui flavam religas comam, simplex munditiis? heu quoties fidem mutatosque deos flebit et aspera nigris aequora ventis emirabitur insolens, qui nunc te fruitur credulus aurea; qui semper vacuam, semper amabilem sperat nescius aurae fallacis. miseri, quibus intentata nites ! me tabula sacer votiva paries indicat uvida suspendisse potenti vestimenta maris deo.