Critical Essays on Dramatic PoetryRobert Urie, 1761 - 195 psl. |
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... myself at a lofs , when I attempted to write a French tra- gedy . I was almost accustomed to think in English . I perceived that the French terms did not offer themselves to my imagination in the fame abundance they formerly did . It ...
... myself at a lofs , when I attempted to write a French tra- gedy . I was almost accustomed to think in English . I perceived that the French terms did not offer themselves to my imagination in the fame abundance they formerly did . It ...
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... myself , when it shall please my country to need my death . Live , Brutus , live ! " Romans . After this fcene , Mark Antony comes to raise the compaffion of the very Romans , in whom Brutus had just inspired all his fternnefs and in ...
... myself , when it shall please my country to need my death . Live , Brutus , live ! " Romans . After this fcene , Mark Antony comes to raise the compaffion of the very Romans , in whom Brutus had just inspired all his fternnefs and in ...
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... myself of Boi- leau's opinion , who says , * Qu'en un lieu , qu'en un jour , un feul fait accompli Tienne jufqu'à la fin le théatre rempli .. I have , befides , in my favour , the authority of the great Corneille ; I have alfo his ...
... myself of Boi- leau's opinion , who says , * Qu'en un lieu , qu'en un jour , un feul fait accompli Tienne jufqu'à la fin le théatre rempli .. I have , befides , in my favour , the authority of the great Corneille ; I have alfo his ...
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... myself of the ingenious obfervations he has interspersed in his book , than to undertake confuting fome which I do not take to be so well founded as the reft . It is enough that I have endeavoured the defence of an art I am fond of [ 45 ] ...
... myself of the ingenious obfervations he has interspersed in his book , than to undertake confuting fome which I do not take to be so well founded as the reft . It is enough that I have endeavoured the defence of an art I am fond of [ 45 ] ...
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... myself on writing a piece which is tolerably fimple , a merit to be consider- ed on many accounts . This happy fimplicity was remarkable in the learned antients . Let this novelty be introduced into your pieces ; let there be greater ...
... myself on writing a piece which is tolerably fimple , a merit to be consider- ed on many accounts . This happy fimplicity was remarkable in the learned antients . Let this novelty be introduced into your pieces ; let there be greater ...
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Æneid againſt alfo almoſt alſo Alzira anſwered antient Athens beauties becauſe beſt Boileau Brutus Caefar cardinal Richelieu cauſe Chineſe Cinna comedy Corneille cuſtom defire English eſteem Euripides expreffed expreffion faid fame fatire fatisfied faults fcene feems fentiments fhall fhew fhould fimple fimplicity fince firft firſt fome fometimes fpeak fpectators France French ftage ftill fubject fuccefs fuch fuperior genius greateſt Greeks Guife hiftory himſelf honour intereſting itſelf knowlege laſt leaſt lefs madam manner Mariamne maſters Merope moft Moliere monfieur moſt Motte muft muſt myſelf nation nature neceffary notwithſtanding Oedipus paffion Paris perfons Phaedra philofopher piece play pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poet poetry prefent profe publiſhed Racine racter raiſe reaſon refpects repreſentation repreſented ſay ſcene ſeeing ſeems Semiramis ſeveral ſome Sophocles ſpeak ſtage ſtill tafte taſte theatre thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe tragedy tragic tranflated uſe verfe verſes Virgil Voltaire whofe whoſe write wrote Zara
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