The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Volumen1Robert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 |
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... Tropes and Figures . Elegance con- fifts in the Purity and Clearness of the Language . Purity requires choice and proper Words ; a Command of which may be gain'd by ... Trope is a Word removed from its firft and [ 405 ] *RHETORIC ...
... Tropes and Figures . Elegance con- fifts in the Purity and Clearness of the Language . Purity requires choice and proper Words ; a Command of which may be gain'd by ... Trope is a Word removed from its firft and [ 405 ] *RHETORIC ...
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... Trope lies in the Word Rock ; which , ' tis plain , in its primary and proper Senfe fignifies nothing lefs than the Hope and Truft Mankind have in that adorable Be- ing : Yet because a Rock is firm and immoveable , and a Building ...
... Trope lies in the Word Rock ; which , ' tis plain , in its primary and proper Senfe fignifies nothing lefs than the Hope and Truft Mankind have in that adorable Be- ing : Yet because a Rock is firm and immoveable , and a Building ...
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... Trope often gives us a clearer Apprehenfion of thefe Things , than large Difcourfes that are obfcur'd and cumber'd by perplex'd Reafoning , and endless Divifions . Virgil calling the two Scipio's the Thunder - bolts of War , reprefents ...
... Trope often gives us a clearer Apprehenfion of thefe Things , than large Difcourfes that are obfcur'd and cumber'd by perplex'd Reafoning , and endless Divifions . Virgil calling the two Scipio's the Thunder - bolts of War , reprefents ...
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... Tropes hold a Proportion to the Ideas intended to be raised by them . And this may be taken in two Senfes . First , there ought to be an eafy and unforc❜d Relation betwixt the Trope and the proper Word it is put for , or the Thing ...
... Tropes hold a Proportion to the Ideas intended to be raised by them . And this may be taken in two Senfes . First , there ought to be an eafy and unforc❜d Relation betwixt the Trope and the proper Word it is put for , or the Thing ...
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... TROPES § . I. ME of Language . Etaphor is a Trope by which we put a strange Word for a proper Word , by Reafon of its Refemblance and Relation to it . All Tropes are in ftrict speaking Meta- phors or Tranflations ; yet this is more ...
... TROPES § . I. ME of Language . Etaphor is a Trope by which we put a strange Word for a proper Word , by Reafon of its Refemblance and Relation to it . All Tropes are in ftrict speaking Meta- phors or Tranflations ; yet this is more ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 61 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Página 58 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 26 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 26 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Página 56 - They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 65 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 26 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Página 419 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Página 65 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 67 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.