Periodical Criticism, Volum 2Cadell, 1835 |
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Pàgina 15
... beautiful , was dropt by the prose narrators , as an unnecessary interruption to the continuation of the story . We allude to such passages as the follow- ing , which are introductions to the Fyttes of the AMADIS OF GAUL . 15.
... beautiful , was dropt by the prose narrators , as an unnecessary interruption to the continuation of the story . We allude to such passages as the follow- ing , which are introductions to the Fyttes of the AMADIS OF GAUL . 15.
Pàgina 39
... Beautiful Darkling , or the Fair Forlorn ; Flo- restan , instead of Forester ; El Patin , instead of the Emperor Gosling ; as we speak of Barbarossa , not Red - Beard ; Boccanegra , not Black Muzzle ; St Peter , not Stone the Apostle ...
... Beautiful Darkling , or the Fair Forlorn ; Flo- restan , instead of Forester ; El Patin , instead of the Emperor Gosling ; as we speak of Barbarossa , not Red - Beard ; Boccanegra , not Black Muzzle ; St Peter , not Stone the Apostle ...
Pàgina 55
... beautiful and affecting circumstances . The next scene is of a very different nature , yet equally curious . The Cid , like other great persons , setting out upon travel , was in great want of money to main- tain his followers . And now ...
... beautiful and affecting circumstances . The next scene is of a very different nature , yet equally curious . The Cid , like other great persons , setting out upon travel , was in great want of money to main- tain his followers . And now ...
Pàgina 139
... beautiful and flowing style , and the pleasing sub- jects on which he usually loves to employ himself , compensate in some degree for want of depth of thought , or novelty of conception . It is hardly possible to speak too highly of his ...
... beautiful and flowing style , and the pleasing sub- jects on which he usually loves to employ himself , compensate in some degree for want of depth of thought , or novelty of conception . It is hardly possible to speak too highly of his ...
Pàgina 148
... Sir David and his mother are hooted from Wales , and obliged to retreat to Portugal . This dark picture is mingled with softer shades ; John de Lancaster falls in love with a beautiful girl 148 CRITICISM ON NOVELS AND ROMANCES .
... Sir David and his mother are hooted from Wales , and obliged to retreat to Portugal . This dark picture is mingled with softer shades ; John de Lancaster falls in love with a beautiful girl 148 CRITICISM ON NOVELS AND ROMANCES .
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Pàgina 115 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Pàgina 271 - This opinion, which perhaps prevails as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth: those that never heard of one another would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some who deny it with their tongues confess it by their fears.
Pàgina 274 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.
Pàgina 321 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Pàgina 115 - Wouldst thou divert thyself from melancholy? Wouldst thou be pleasant, yet be far from folly? Wouldst thou read riddles, and their explanation, Or else be drowned in thy contemplation? Dost thou love picking meat? Or wouldst thou see A man i' th' clouds and hear him speak to thee?
Pàgina 275 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Pàgina 81 - Just when he was come over against the mouth of the burning pit, one of the wicked ones got behind him, and stepped up softly to him, and whisperingly suggested many grievous blasphemies to him, which he verily thought had proceeded from his own mind.
Pàgina 275 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Pàgina 171 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Pàgina 258 - I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.