Elements of Criticism, Volume II.Kames, Henry Home, Lord
Philosophy
Elements of Criticism, Volume II.
Kames, Henry Home, Lord
Criticism; Literary style
_Lord Froth._ O foy, don’t misapprehend me, I don’t say so, for I
often smile at your conceptions. But there is nothing more
unbecoming a man of quality, than to laugh; ’tis such a vulgar
expression of the passion! every body can laugh. Then especially to
laugh at the jest of an inferior person, or when any body else of
the same quality does not laugh with one; ridiculous! To be pleas’d
with what pleases the crowd! Now, when I laugh I always laugh
alone.
_Double Dealer, act 1. sc. 4._
So sharp-sighted is pride in blemishes, and so willing to be gratified,
that it will take up with the very slightest improprieties; such as a
blunder by a foreigner in speaking our language, especially if the
blunder can bear a sense that reflects upon the speaker:
_Quickly._ The young man is an honest man.
_Caius._ What shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no
honest man dat shall come in my closet.
_Merry Wives of Windsor._
Love-speeches are finely ridiculed in the following passage.
Quoth he, My faith as adamantine,
As chains of destiny, I’ll maintain;
True as Apollo ever spoke,
Or oracle from heart of oak;
And if you’ll give my flame but vent,
Now in close hugger-mugger pent,
And shine upon me but benignly,
With that one, and that other pigsneye,
The sun and day shall sooner part,
Than love, or you, shake off my heart;
The sun that shall no more dispense
His own, but your bright influence:
I’ll carve your name on barks of trees,
With true love knots, and flourishes;
That shall infuse eternal spring,
And everlasting flourishing:
Drink ev’ry letter on’t in stum,
And make it brisk champaign become.
Where-e’er you tread, your foot shall set
The primrose and the violet;
All spices, perfumes, and sweet powders,
Shall borrow from your breath their odours;
Nature her charter shall renew
And take all lives of things from you;
The world depend upon your eye,
And when you frown upon it, die.
Only our loves shall still survive,
New worlds and natures to outlive;
And, like to herald’s moons, remain
All crescents, without change or wane.
_Hudibras, part 2. canto 1._
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