A Satire on Satirists, and Admonition to DetractorsSaunders and Otley, 1836 - 38 páginas |
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... Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst . Praise Keats .. " I think I've heard of him . ” " With you Shelley stands foremost . " .. And his lip was blue . " I hear with pleasure any one commend So good A SATIRE ON SATIRISTS . 21.
... Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst . Praise Keats .. " I think I've heard of him . ” " With you Shelley stands foremost . " .. And his lip was blue . " I hear with pleasure any one commend So good A SATIRE ON SATIRISTS . 21.
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... praise . Far from the footstool of the tragick throne , I am tragedian in this scene alone . Station the Greek and Briton side by side , * And , if derision is deserv'd , deride . * " Station the Greek and Briton side by side . " Surely ...
... praise . Far from the footstool of the tragick throne , I am tragedian in this scene alone . Station the Greek and Briton side by side , * And , if derision is deserv'd , deride . * " Station the Greek and Briton side by side . " Surely ...
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... praise the tinkling tin of Pope ? 66 They are , no doubt , exceedingly good men , " Pity , they flirt so flippant with the pen ! " In Scott there is , we must admit , one line " Far better than the rest , and almost fine . " Hear what I ...
... praise the tinkling tin of Pope ? 66 They are , no doubt , exceedingly good men , " Pity , they flirt so flippant with the pen ! " In Scott there is , we must admit , one line " Far better than the rest , and almost fine . " Hear what I ...
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... praise the workmanship of Wrangham . But , O true poet of the country ! why With goatskin glove an ancient friend defy ? Should Gifford lead thee ? should Matthias ? they Were only fit to flap the flies away , Leave ' em their night ...
... praise the workmanship of Wrangham . But , O true poet of the country ! why With goatskin glove an ancient friend defy ? Should Gifford lead thee ? should Matthias ? they Were only fit to flap the flies away , Leave ' em their night ...
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... Praise's golden key , With that alone men reach Eternity . He who hath lent it , tho ' awhile he wait , Yet Genius shall restore it at the gate . Think timely , for our coming years are few , Their worst diseases mortals may subdue ...
... Praise's golden key , With that alone men reach Eternity . He who hath lent it , tho ' awhile he wait , Yet Genius shall restore it at the gate . Think timely , for our coming years are few , Their worst diseases mortals may subdue ...
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A Satire on Satirists: And Admonition to Detractors (1836) Walter Savage Landor Sin vista previa disponible - 2008 |
A Satire on Satirists, and Admonition to Detractors Walter Savage Landor Sin vista previa disponible - 2019 |
Términos y frases comunes
Beat Beneath beside is sad better Blackwood brain breast Briton side burning Byron call'd cassock Chateaubriant's clotted Coleridge Cowper criticks deride drest Dryden eaters of goose-liver English Eternal Eulogy fame Gebir Genius gentle Gifford Graces Greek and Briton grow less hath Hazlit Hazlit's nose heard heart heaven Highths Homer IBOTSON AND PALMER Impostor Iphigeneia Johnson justice Juvenal Keats Lady Lady's Landor leaves living loftier LONDON lookt Magazine Matthias Milton mind mischievous murder murmurs Muse ne'er never night O'er pedant Peter Pindar pimples upon Hazlit's playful pleas'd poet poet's poetry Pope praise pure Spirit quill racter readers Ridicule round sad unchristian SATIRE ON SATIRISTS SAVAGE SAVOY STREET Scotch scratch the pimples Shakspeare shell Shelley Shew Shun soul Southey's spare stand Station the Greek stil sweet tear thee thief thou thro throw verses wise word Wordsworth worth five shillings write
Pasajes populares
Página 30 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 30 - But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue Within, and they that lustre have imbibed In the sun's palace-porch, where when unyoked His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave: Shake one and it awakens, then apply Its polisht lips to your attentive ear, And it remembers its august abodes, And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
Página 30 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Página 22 - Call'd up by Genius in an after-age, That awful spectre shook the Athenian stage. From eve to morn, from morn to parting night, Father and daughter stood before my sight. I felt the looks they gave, the words they said, And reconducted each serener shade. Ever shall these to me be well-spent days, Sweet fell the tears upon them, sweet the praise.
Página 29 - The author of Gebir never lamented when he believed it lost, and never complained when he saw it neglected. Southey and Forster have now given it a place, whence men of lower stature are in vain on tiptoe to take it down. It would have been honester and more decorous if the writer of the following verses had mentioned from what bar he drew his wire.
Página 11 - Paracelsus has found a critick capable of appreciating him. It is not often that the generous are so judicious, nor always that the judicious are so generous.
Página 21 - Byron was not all Byron; one small part Bore the impression of a human heart. Guided by no clear love-star's panting light, Thro' the sharp surges of a northern night, In Satire's narrow strait he swam the best, Scattering the foam that hist about his breast. He who might else have been more tender, first From Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst. Praise Keats . . . 'I think I've heard of him...
Página 14 - Honester men and wiser, you will say, Were satirists. Unhurt ? for spite ? for pay ? Their courteous soldiership, outshining ours, Mounted the engine and took aim from tow'rs. From putrid ditches we more safely fight, And push our zig-zag parallels by night.
Página 11 - On the same page, and the next, you say of Us, high Churchmen and high Tories, ' Beneath the battlements of Holyrood There never squatted a more sordid brood Than that which now, across the clotted perch, Crookens the claw and screams for Court and Church.
Página 12 - Brighter and braver Peter Pindar started, And ranged around him all the lighter-hearted. When Peter Pindar sank into decline, Up from his hole sprang Peter Porcupine.