The book The Art of English Poetry was written by author Bysshe, Edward, Fl. 1712 Here you can read free online of The Art of English Poetry book, rate and share your impressions in comments. If you don't know what to write, just answer the question: Why is The Art of English Poetry a good or bad book?
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Dryd, Virg. How hard 'tis for the Profperous to fee That Fate, which waits on Pow'r and Victory f How. *Tis better not to be, than to be unhappy I *Tis better not to be, than to be Creon : A thinking Soul is Punilhment enough ; But when 'tis great, like mine, and wretched too, Then ev'ry Thought draws Blood. I z My 196 Fortune. Fowl. My Soul's ill married to my Body : I would be young, be handfome, be belov'd. Could I but breathe my felf into Adrajius ! Were but my Soul in Oedipus, I were a Kin...g ! Then I had kill'd a Monfter ! Gain'd a Battel ! And had my Rival Pris'ner ! Brave, brave Actions! Why have not I done thefe ? My Fortune hinder'd ; There's it : I have a Soul to do 'em all : But Fortune will have nothing done that's great, Eut by young handfome Fools ! Body and Brawn Do all her Work : Hercules was a Fool ! And ftrait grew famous ; A mad boift'rous Fool ! Nay worfe a Woman's Fool. Fool is the Stuff of which Heav'n makes a Hero. Dry J. [Spoken by Creon is Oedipus ] Nature meant me A Wife, a filly harmlefs houfhold Dove, Fond without Art, and kind without Deceit : But Fortune, that has made a Miftrefs of me, Has thruft me out to the wide World, unfurnifh'd (for Love.
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