An Essay Upon Milton's Imitations of the Ancients, in His Paradise Lost: With Some Observations on the Paradise Regain'd

J. Roberts, 1741 - 62 pages
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Page 53 - Up to our native seat: descent and fall To us is adverse. Who but felt of late, When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear Insulting, and pursued us through the deep, With what compulsion and laborious flight We sunk thus low...
Page 18 - The one seem'd woman to the waist, and fair, But ended foul in many a scaly fold, Voluminous and vast, a serpent arm'd With mortal sting : about her middle round A cry of hell-hounds never ceasing bark'd With wide Cerberean mouths full loud, and rung A hideous peal ; yet, when they list, would creep, If aught disturb'd their noise, into her womb, And kennel there ; yet there still bark'd and howl'd Within unseen.
Page 39 - His malice, and with rapine sweet bereaved His fierceness of the fierce intent it brought. That space the Evil One abstracted stood From his own evil, and for the time remained Stupidly good, of enmity disarmed, Of guile, of hate, of envy, of revenge.
Page 17 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.
Page 21 - Clothed with transcendent brightness, didst outshine Myriads, though bright — if he whom mutual league, United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise, Joined with me once...
Page 27 - Whofe midnight revels by a foreft fide Or fountain fome belated peafant fees, Or dreams he fees, while over-head the moon Sits arbitrefs, and nearer to the earth...
Page 45 - O'er shields and helms and helmed heads he rode Of thrones and mighty seraphim prostrate, That wished the mountains now might be again Thrown on them, as a shelter from his ire.
Page 25 - As bees In spring-time, when the sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters ; they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubbed with balm, expatiate and confer Their state affairs...
Page 6 - ... Pleasure we have from what is new, and the latter encroaches on that we receive from Imitations. . . . The Passages a Poet is to imitate ought to be selected with great Care, and should ever be the best Parts of the best Authors, and always ought to be improved in the Imitation: So that vastly less Invention and Judgment is required to make a good Original than a fine Imitation. Accordingly, we are told by the old Writer of the Life of VIRGIL, it was a Saying of that Poet's, That it would be...
Page 5 - tis plain, this latter Kind of Imitations is not very conformable; upon which Account they ought to have, as well as a Likeness, a due Variation, that, at one and the same Time, they may gratify our several Dispositions, of being pleased with what is imitated, and with what is new. And from this it appears, that, in...

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