The History of Fiction: Being a Critical Account of the Most Celebrated Prose Works of Fiction, from the Earliest Greek Romances to the Novels of the Present Age, Band 3Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1814 |
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Abencerrages absurd admiration adventures afterwards Alcidiana appeared Arcadia arrival Artabanes Astrea beauty Bertoldo brother Calprenede castle Celadon celebrated century Cervantes character chief chiefly chivalry Cleves Colomiers conduct court Cyaxares Cyrano Cyrus D'Urfé daughter death delineation Diana discovered disguise Don Quixote duke duke of Nemours enamoured enchanted episodes fairy father favour fiction former France French Gil Polo Grand Guerin hermit hero heroic romance husband imitation incidents Italian journey king lady length lover Lycidas Lysimachus Madame mance Mandane manners Marianne Marivaux mistress monarch monks nature night novel object origin Oroondates Pamela Paris passion pastoral Perdiccas Persian person Polexandre prince princess princess of Cleves principal qu'il queen Rabelais racter residence ridicule satire Scarron Scuderi Scythian seems shepherd shepherdess sion sister Spanish species of composition story style Surena taste tion Valville voyage writing written young
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Seite 60 - PAGAN has been dead many a day ; and as for the other, though he be yet alive, he is, by reason of age, and also of the many shrewd brushes that he met with in his younger days, grown so crazy and stiff in his joints, that he can now do little more than sit in his cave's mouth, grinning at pilgrims as they go by, and biting his nails because he cannot come at them.
Seite 56 - As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a den,* and laid me down in that place to sleep ; and as I slept, I dreamed a dream. I dreamed, and behold, I saw a man clothed with rags standing in a certain place, with his face from his own house, a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back, Isa.
Seite 381 - The work grew on my hands, and I grew fond of it — add, that I was very glad to think of any thing rather than politics. In short, I was so engrossed with my tale, which I completed in less than two months, that one evening, I wrote from the time I had drunk my tea, about six o'clock, till half an hour after one in the morning, when my hand and fingers were so weary, that I could not hold the pen to finish the sentence, but left Matilda and Isabella talking in the middle of a paragraph.
Seite 380 - I waked one morning, in the beginning of last June, from a dream, of which, all I could recover was, that I had thought myself in an ancient castle (a very natural dream for a head filled like mine with Gothic story), and that on the uppermost banister of a great staircase I saw a gigantic hand in armour.
Seite 61 - There were also that met them with harps and crowns, and gave them to them; the harps to praise withal, and the crowns in token of honour. Then I heard in my dream that all the bells in the City rang again for joy; and that it was said unto them, Enter ye into the joy of your Lord.
Seite 61 - Now just as the Gates were opened to let in the men, I looked in after them, and behold, the City shone like the Sun; the Streets also were paved with Gold, and in them walked many men, with Crowns on their heads, Palms in their hands, and golden Harps to sing praises withal. There were also of them that had wings, and they answered one another without intermission, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord.
Seite 61 - Now, just as the gates were opened to let in the men, I looked in after them, and, behold, the City shone like the sun; the streets also were paved with gold, and in them walked many men, with crowns on their heads, palms in their hands, and golden harps to sing praises withal. There were also of them that had wings, and they answered one another without intermission, saying, "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord
Seite 375 - Lovelace; but he has excelled his original in the moral effect of the fiction. Lothario, with gaiety which cannot be hated, and bravery which cannot be despised, retains too much of the spectator's kindness.
Seite 381 - THE following work was found in the library of an ancient Catholic family in the north of England.