The Complete Art of Poetry ...Charles Rivington, 1718 |
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... Caufe of Strife to seven Cities , for the Ho- nour of his Nativity ; is now fo between two Gen- tlemen , who contend for the Maftery in the tranflà- 7ting of him . One of them has only ( to the Regret of good Judges ) given us the first ...
... Caufe of Strife to seven Cities , for the Ho- nour of his Nativity ; is now fo between two Gen- tlemen , who contend for the Maftery in the tranflà- 7ting of him . One of them has only ( to the Regret of good Judges ) given us the first ...
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... Caufe , to thofe two Sovereign Tribunals of Will's and Rutton's , I fhall only obferve , That Mr. Bay's Rule of Expectation was throughly employed , and every one came into the Subfcription , in full Affurance that- this Expectation wou ...
... Caufe , to thofe two Sovereign Tribunals of Will's and Rutton's , I fhall only obferve , That Mr. Bay's Rule of Expectation was throughly employed , and every one came into the Subfcription , in full Affurance that- this Expectation wou ...
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... Caufe , and the Effect of Teaching : For who would apply himself to be taught , if he were not moved by the Defire of gaining Knowledge ? For it is the Practice , not the Speculation , that is the most : valuable Fruit of Learning ; and ...
... Caufe , and the Effect of Teaching : For who would apply himself to be taught , if he were not moved by the Defire of gaining Knowledge ? For it is the Practice , not the Speculation , that is the most : valuable Fruit of Learning ; and ...
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... Caufe has been , in fome mea- fure already obferv'd , but fince a farther Difquifition of it may compleat the Hiftory of this Art down to our Times , with the Permiflion of the Company , I will endeavour to give the best Account I can ...
... Caufe has been , in fome mea- fure already obferv'd , but fince a farther Difquifition of it may compleat the Hiftory of this Art down to our Times , with the Permiflion of the Company , I will endeavour to give the best Account I can ...
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... Caufe of the Decay of Poetry ; and I would rather efteem the Growth of Verfificators and their Multiplicity are the Cause of their Neglect and Contempt . This Art , in its first Appearance in the World , was exercis'd only by the ...
... Caufe of the Decay of Poetry ; and I would rather efteem the Growth of Verfificators and their Multiplicity are the Cause of their Neglect and Contempt . This Art , in its first Appearance in the World , was exercis'd only by the ...
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abfurd Action admirable affum'd againſt agreeable Antients Ariftotle Art of Poetry Author Beauty becauſe beft Boileau Caufe Comedy confefs Confequence confift cou'd Defcription Defign Defire Diction Difcourfe difcover Effay English Epigram Euripides Excellence Expreffion Fable faid falfe fame feems feen felf feveral fhall fhew fhort fhould fince firft firſt fome fomething fometimes fpeak ftill fuch fufficient fure Genius give greateſt Greek Heroic Poem Hiftory himſelf Homer Horace Ibid Imitation Inftruction Judgment juft King laft Laudon leaft leaſt lefs Love Mafter Manilia Manners Meaſure moft Morifina moſt Mufe Mufic muft muſt Nature neceffary never Numbers obferve Paffions perfect Perfon Philofopher Pindar pleafes pleaſe Pleaſure Poefy Poet Poetical Praife prefent produc'd Profe Reafon reft Rules Senfe ſhall Sophocles Tafte Tatler thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Tragedy underſtand uſe Verfe Verſe Virgil Virtue whofe Words World wou'd write
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