A short sketch of the literature of England under queen Anne. (Wiss. Beilage zum Progr., Luisensch.).1883 |
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... influence which these have exer on our own political and literary development . The Italy of the Renascence , the France o Grand Siècle have for several centuries held Germany spellbound under their influence and our interest and most ...
... influence which these have exer on our own political and literary development . The Italy of the Renascence , the France o Grand Siècle have for several centuries held Germany spellbound under their influence and our interest and most ...
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... influence were supreme ; but without the check of French taste , elegance , and refinement . The coarseness and brutality , which lie hidden under the surface in the English character came out with fearful force now that all moral ...
... influence were supreme ; but without the check of French taste , elegance , and refinement . The coarseness and brutality , which lie hidden under the surface in the English character came out with fearful force now that all moral ...
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... therefore unable to exercise any influence on the prevailing tone of society . The undisguised selfishness and worldliness which had characterised the ruling class in - England since the restoration continued . The worst feature 7.
... therefore unable to exercise any influence on the prevailing tone of society . The undisguised selfishness and worldliness which had characterised the ruling class in - England since the restoration continued . The worst feature 7.
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... influence and patronage , literature was destined to play an extraordinary part . Never has mere literary talent enjoyed such influence and reaped such rewards in wealth and worldly distinction , as in the reign of Queen Anne ; when for ...
... influence and patronage , literature was destined to play an extraordinary part . Never has mere literary talent enjoyed such influence and reaped such rewards in wealth and worldly distinction , as in the reign of Queen Anne ; when for ...
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... influence is still apparent . It is the time when English society bears a striking likeness to that of Paris . The Englishman of the period seems to be estranged from his real nature . He is passionately fond of „ Town " , of his club ...
... influence is still apparent . It is the time when English society bears a striking likeness to that of Paris . The Englishman of the period seems to be estranged from his real nature . He is passionately fond of „ Town " , of his club ...
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Page 14 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Page 12 - The little engine on his fingers' ends; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the lock a thousand sprites repair...
Page 15 - Created half to rise and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled ; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world ! Go, wondrous creature!
Page 19 - He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
Page 22 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Page 21 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Page 15 - With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Page 19 - Thus much may serve by way of proem: Proceed we therefore to our poem. The time is not remote, when I Must by the course of nature...
Page 12 - See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
Page 14 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise: — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaistered posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers' load, On wings of winds came flying all abroad?