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Eleanor Anne Porden
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Virgil : Envy
'I must own that Virgil's "Envy" and Spenser's "Cave of Error" are my aversion, as well as some other most exquisitely disgusting allegories. Our own Milton, I think, always keeps clear of this fault, and I cannot believe, in spite of Mr. Maturin, and Mr. Wilson, and Lord Byron, that it is true taste which tolerates it.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
Edmund Spenser : The Faerie Queene
'I must own that Virgil's "Envy" and Spenser's "Cave of Error" are my aversion, as well as some other most exquisitely disgusting allegories. Our own Milton, I think, always keeps clear of this fault, and I cannot believe, in spite of Mr. Maturin, and Mr. Wilson, and Lord Byron, that it is true taste which tolerates it.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
John Wilson : The City of the Plague
'Did you ever read "The City of the Plague"? If you have, did you not regret that so many passages, such pure poetry, tenderness, and sublimity are mixed with descriptions that would almost prevent one from ever re-opening the volume. Plague and famine are fine subjects for the Muse, but she need not give one a medical detail of their physical horrors.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
unknown : Strathallan
'In truth I have read nothing these three months but "Strathallan," which I heard much of when it came out, but feel disappointed in now. The fact is that the time is past for it. The best parts of it are those which describe feelings that during the late war came home to the bosoms of all. Since the peace, or, at least, since her most precious majesty's trial, all our political and public feelings have been in a manner asleep...'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
Mary Russell Mitford : Foscari
'I was much better pleased with it ["Foscari"] than I expected, though I can truly add that my expectations were somewhat highly raised. The interest begins at once, and continues throughout, and there are a thousand little touches of great beauty, although (and this in a drama is perhaps the best praise) there is no one passage on which I can fix as possessing a distinct and paramount superiority... In your "Foscari" I find also a much greater strength than is usual from a female pen, accompanied with many a lambent spark of genuine heartfelt feeling... which none but a woman could have given.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Manuscript: Unknown
Sismondi : Literature du Midi de l'Europe
'I should think the first volume of his [Sismondi's] "Literature du Midi de l'Europe" would be of some use in collateral information, and at any rate that is amusing.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
John Galt : Annals of the Parish
'The short and simple annals of the poor, which have lately poured in such profusion from the Scottish press, I thought at first exquisitely beautiful and pathetic, and the tone of piety which pervaded them, at once appeared as a national characteristic, and was sublime in its simplicity. But after reading a succession of them I wearied of the beauty, the pathos, and even the piety, for they were brought forward too often, and betrayed too much of stage trick.'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
George Crabbe : [poems]
'I think the public taste is not in any danger of relapsing into Arcadian pastorals, but I suspect these Caledonian pastorals to be almost as ideal. Crabbe, with his occasional coarseness and propensity to dwell upong hte disgusting "where there is no need of such vanity," is almost the only one who has dared to be correct, and he has given us some beautiful specimens of "lights" as well as "shadows."...'
Century: 1800-1849 Reader/Listener/Group: Eleanor Anne Porden Print: Book
Washington Irving : Unknown
'...Washington Irving, too, has a few delightful fragments of equal fidelity, rendered elegant by the elegance of his own mind.'
