Elements of Criticism

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第 48 頁 - Twos on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii See what a rent the envious Casca made. Look! in this place ran Cassius's dagger through;—— And, as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd ; Murk how the blood of Caesar follow'd it!
第 370 頁 - Not less successfully is life and action given even to sleep: King Henry. How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness
第 502 頁 - view, is more agreeable than when seen in a group with the surrounding objects: The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. Merchant of Venice.
第 301 頁 - Eighthly; a long syllable made short, or a short syllable made long, raises, by the difficulty of pronouncing contrary to custom, a feeling similar to that of hard labor: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labors, and the words move slow. Essay on
第 366 頁 - give examples. Antony, mourning over the body of Caesar murdered in the senate-house, vents his passion in the following words: Antony. O pardon me thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers. Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of time. Julius Casar, Act
第 103 頁 - That he permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth Must I remember—why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; yet, within a month, Let me not think—Frailty, thy name is
第 298 頁 - XXIII. 144. But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar. Pope's Essay on Criticism, 369. Dire Scylla there a scene of horror forms, And here Charybdis fills the deep with storms: The rough rock roars: tumultuous boil the
第 258 頁 - that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heav'n Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth! Must I remember—why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown Let me not think—Frailty, thy name is Woman
第 130 頁 - idle pebbles chafes, Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. King tear, Act IV. Sc. 6. A remark is made above, that the emotions of grandeur and
第 387 頁 - bound in shallows and in miseries. Omitted, all the voyage of their life On such a full sea are we now afloat, And we must take the current while it serves, Or lose our ventures. Julius Casar, Act IV. Sc. 3. Figuring glory and honor

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