Elements of Criticism, Volume 1A. Miller, London; and A. Kincaid & J. Bell, Edinburgh, 1762 - Criticism |
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... of fight . In this case , the action I perform is purely so- cial . Thus it happens , that when a social motive becomes ftrong , the action is ex- erted erted with a view fingly to the object of the Part I. EMOTIONS AND PASSIONS . 61.
... of fight . In this case , the action I perform is purely so- cial . Thus it happens , that when a social motive becomes ftrong , the action is ex- erted erted with a view fingly to the object of the Part I. EMOTIONS AND PASSIONS . 61.
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... case , than in the fucceffion of ideas * . If a thing be agreeable in itself , all its acceffories appear agreeable . But the agreeableness of an ac- ceffory , extends not itself so readily to the principal . Any dress upon a fine woman ...
... case , than in the fucceffion of ideas * . If a thing be agreeable in itself , all its acceffories appear agreeable . But the agreeableness of an ac- ceffory , extends not itself so readily to the principal . Any dress upon a fine woman ...
Page 98
... case , the paffion feldom exceeds juft bounds . But where anger fuddenly inflames me to return a blow , the paffion is instinctive , and the action ultimate ; and it is chiefly in fuch cases that the paffion is rash and un- governable ...
... case , the paffion feldom exceeds juft bounds . But where anger fuddenly inflames me to return a blow , the paffion is instinctive , and the action ultimate ; and it is chiefly in fuch cases that the paffion is rash and un- governable ...
Page 125
... case of the ma- chinery introduced by Taffo and by Vol- taire . This machinery is not only in itself cold and uninteresting , but is remarkably hurtful , by giving an air of fiction to the whole compofition . A burlesque poem , fuch as ...
... case of the ma- chinery introduced by Taffo and by Vol- taire . This machinery is not only in itself cold and uninteresting , but is remarkably hurtful , by giving an air of fiction to the whole compofition . A burlesque poem , fuch as ...
Page 144
... is commonly produced in perfection . This is frequently the case of fear and of anger . Wonder and surprise are always produced in perfection . Reiterated impreffions made by their cause , in 144 EMOTIONS AND PASSIONS . Ch . II .
... is commonly produced in perfection . This is frequently the case of fear and of anger . Wonder and surprise are always produced in perfection . Reiterated impreffions made by their cause , in 144 EMOTIONS AND PASSIONS . Ch . II .
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action Æneid againſt agreeable alfo alſo appears arifing arts beauty becauſe betwixt Cæfar cafe caufe cauſe chap circumſtances colour compariſon connected contraft courfe courſe defcribing defcription defire diſagreeable diſcover diſtinct diſtinguiſhed diſtreſs effect elevation emotion raiſed expreffion faid fame fcarce feeling fenfe fenfible fentiment feparately fhall fhort fhould figure fimilar fimplicity fingle fingular fion firft firſt fize fmall focial fome fometimes foon fpectator ftill fubject fublime fucceffion fuch fufficient fuperior furpriſe fwell grandeur gratification hath himſelf Iago impreffion increaſe inftances itſelf ject lefs leſs meaſure mind moſt motion mufic muft muſt myſelf nature neceffary novelty obfcurity obfervation objects of fight occafion oppofite Othello paffage paffion perceptions perfon pleaſant emotion pleaſure prefent principle produce produceth puniſhment purpoſe qualities reafon reflection regularity reliſh remarkable reſemblance riety rifible ſcarce Sejanus ſhall ſmall ſtill ſtrong tafte taſte thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe tion uniformity uſe variety
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