The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 16, Page 4

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Page 330 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Page 22 - Philemon thus prefers their joint request. We crave to serve before your sacred shrine, And offer at your altars rites divine...
Page 175 - It will be replied, that he receives advantage by this lopping of his superfluous branches ; but I rejoin, that a translator has no such right. When a painter copies from the life, I suppose he has no privilege to alter features, and lineaments, under pretence that his picture will look better : perhaps the face which he has drawn would be more exact, if the eyes or nose were altered ; but it is his business to make it resemble the original.
Page 129 - Oh raise, fair nymph, your beauteous face above The waves ; nor scorn my presents, and my love. Come, Galatea, come, and view my face; I late beheld it in the watery glass, And found it lovelier than I feared it was.
Page 84 - The hero snatch'd it up, and toss'd in air Full at the front of the foul ravisher : He falls, and falling vomits forth a flood Of wine, and foam, and brains, and mingled blood. Half roaring, and half neighing through the hall, Arms, arms ! the double-form'd with fury call, To wreak their brother's death.
Page 173 - To state it fairly; imitation of an author is the most advantageous way for a translator to show himself, but the greatest wrong which can be done to the memory and reputation of the dead.
Page 116 - At this he bared his breast, and show'd his scars, As of a furrow'd field, well plough'd with wars. ' Nor is this part unexercised (said he); That giant bulk of his from wounds is free: Safe in his shield ,he fears no foe to try, And better manages his blood than I...
Page 278 - I think I have generally obferved his infrructions ; I am fare my reafon is fufficiently convinced both of their truth and ufefulnefs ; which, in other words, is to confefs no lefs a vanity, than to pretend that I have at leaft in fome places made examples to his rules.
Page 33 - Art hid with art, so well perform'd the cheat, It caught the carver with his own deceit: He knows 'tis madness, yet he must adore, And still the more he knows it, loves the more: The flesh, or what so seems, he touches oft, Which feels so smooth, that he believes it soft.
Page 60 - Hafte to the houfe of fleep, and bid the God Who rules the night by vifions with a nod, Prepare a dream, in figure, and in form...

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