Harvard Magazine, 1 tomasJ. Bartlett, 1855 |
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... critics , have been known only to be despised . But let us make use of the materials at our hands , and glance briefly at his life . Savonarola was descended from an ancient no- ble family of Padua . His grandfather , Michele , the ...
... critics , have been known only to be despised . But let us make use of the materials at our hands , and glance briefly at his life . Savonarola was descended from an ancient no- ble family of Padua . His grandfather , Michele , the ...
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... critic is prone to sacrifice respect for the works of true genius for the sake of sport , and would rather laugh with brilliant flippancy , than admire with hearty appreciation . We shall thus be the less surprised to find him , when he ...
... critic is prone to sacrifice respect for the works of true genius for the sake of sport , and would rather laugh with brilliant flippancy , than admire with hearty appreciation . We shall thus be the less surprised to find him , when he ...
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... critic chides hist newly found bard for stooping to a huckster's miserable occupation ; Sancho hints at a thrashing , and again proffers his radishes ; bids Apollodorus take a journey to fiery realms and freely agitate his person ; then ...
... critic chides hist newly found bard for stooping to a huckster's miserable occupation ; Sancho hints at a thrashing , and again proffers his radishes ; bids Apollodorus take a journey to fiery realms and freely agitate his person ; then ...
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... critic , might with consummate propriety correct with sharpness or ridicule . the abuses of language , and the too rich tinting , for which Mr. Smith and kindred poets are censurable . These faults of style and imagi- nation are always ...
... critic , might with consummate propriety correct with sharpness or ridicule . the abuses of language , and the too rich tinting , for which Mr. Smith and kindred poets are censurable . These faults of style and imagi- nation are always ...
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... critic will not sneer at ? Perhaps it is , after all , an agreeable stagnation to which he would have the " spasms " of our new poets give place . For every earnest thing is folly , folly that must be cauterized ; and we are left to ...
... critic will not sneer at ? Perhaps it is , after all , an agreeable stagnation to which he would have the " spasms " of our new poets give place . For every earnest thing is folly , folly that must be cauterized ; and we are left to ...
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