Elements of Criticism, Volume 1A. Miller, London; and A. Kincaid & J. Bell, Edinburgh, 1762 - Criticism |
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... felt in proceeding along an ascend- ing feries , which is extremely delightful . The pleasure here exceeds what arifes from following the courfe of nature ; and it is this pleasure which regulates our train of thought in the cafe now ...
... felt in proceeding along an ascend- ing feries , which is extremely delightful . The pleasure here exceeds what arifes from following the courfe of nature ; and it is this pleasure which regulates our train of thought in the cafe now ...
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... felt in the oppofite courfe . Elevation touches the mind not less than grandeur doth ; and in raising the mind to elevated objects , there is a sensible pleasure . But the course of nature hath still a greater influence than elevation ...
... felt in the oppofite courfe . Elevation touches the mind not less than grandeur doth ; and in raising the mind to elevated objects , there is a sensible pleasure . But the course of nature hath still a greater influence than elevation ...
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... felt when eye- witneffes . In a word , an agreeable or dif- agreeable object recalled to the mind in idea , is the occafion of a pleasant or painful emotion , of the fame kind with that pro- duced when the object was present . The only ...
... felt when eye- witneffes . In a word , an agreeable or dif- agreeable object recalled to the mind in idea , is the occafion of a pleasant or painful emotion , of the fame kind with that pro- duced when the object was present . The only ...
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... felt . A flight degree of refentment , where my chief view in acting is the pleasure a- rifing to myself from gratifying the paffion , is justly denominated Selfish . Where re- venge flames fo high as to have no other aim but the ...
... felt . A flight degree of refentment , where my chief view in acting is the pleasure a- rifing to myself from gratifying the paffion , is justly denominated Selfish . Where re- venge flames fo high as to have no other aim but the ...
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... felt in a reverie , where a man , lofing fight of himself , is totally occupied with the objects paffing in his mind , which he conceives to be really ex- ifting in his presence . The power of speech to raise emotions , depends entirely ...
... felt in a reverie , where a man , lofing fight of himself , is totally occupied with the objects paffing in his mind , which he conceives to be really ex- ifting in his presence . The power of speech to raise emotions , depends entirely ...
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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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Page 188 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow ; so, indeed, he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried,
Page 87 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 94 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart...
Page 193 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Page 188 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Page 352 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Page 179 - I'll smell it on the tree. — • [Kissing her. O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword ! — One more, one more. — Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee, And love thee after : — One more, and this the last : So sweet was ne'er so fatal.
Page 179 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Page 188 - 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 86 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii: — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...