Letters to Lord Byron on a Question of Poetical Criticism: With Corrections, to which are ... Added the Letter to Mr. Campbell, as Far as Regards Põetical Criticism, and the Answer to the Writer in the Quarterly Review, Together with an Answer to Some Objections, and Further IllusHurst, Robinson, 1822 - 217 pages |
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... super - artificial head ! " I said " that was TWADDLE ! " requested him to describe the said head , as he had spoken of Venus , in Childe Harold , " raining kisses , " and then we shall see how much in his description was from nature ...
... super - artificial head ! " I said " that was TWADDLE ! " requested him to describe the said head , as he had spoken of Venus , in Childe Harold , " raining kisses , " and then we shall see how much in his description was from nature ...
Page 70
... super- " natural , or rather super - artificial ! " As a work of ART , of statuary , this head I conceive to be , if I may judge from rude copies , most perfect . But poetry and statuary are two things , as poetry and painting are ; and ...
... super- " natural , or rather super - artificial ! " As a work of ART , of statuary , this head I conceive to be , if I may judge from rude copies , most perfect . But poetry and statuary are two things , as poetry and painting are ; and ...
Page 71
... super - natural , and super - artificial . " I know that every thing in ART must be ideal nature , possible nature , beyond common , existing , every - day NATURE ; yes , and the great prototype of the most beautiful " super- natural , " " ...
... super - natural , and super - artificial . " I know that every thing in ART must be ideal nature , possible nature , beyond common , existing , every - day NATURE ; yes , and the great prototype of the most beautiful " super- natural , " " ...
Page 72
... super - artificial " female , " there might almost be a fear that your Lordship's love would resemble at last that of Pigmalion ; but there would be no danger , for the moment your 66 supernatural , super - artificial " beauty was ...
... super - artificial " female , " there might almost be a fear that your Lordship's love would resemble at last that of Pigmalion ; but there would be no danger , for the moment your 66 supernatural , super - artificial " beauty was ...
Page 73
... super - artificial " twaddle ! " I here put aside this bust , as I have already made an attack upon your full assemblage of marble gods , the mighty machinery of your criticism . I have said that statuary and poetry are two things ...
... super - artificial " twaddle ! " I here put aside this bust , as I have already made an attack upon your full assemblage of marble gods , the mighty machinery of your criticism . I have said that statuary and poetry are two things ...
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Page 61 - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Page 61 - Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday, — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire!