Works
- The Broken Column (1931), Harvard undergraduate essay published by Cambridge UP
- Ben Jonson, Selected Works (1938) editor
- James Joyce: A Critical Introduction (1941)
- Toward Stendhal (1945)
- The Portable James Joyce (1947) editor
- Toward Balzac (1947)
- Perspectives of Criticism (1950) editor
- The overreacher, a study of Christopher Marlowe (1952)
- Symbolism and Fiction (1956)
- Contexts of Criticism (1957)
- The Power of Blackness: Hawthorne, Poe, Melville (1958)
- The Question of Hamlet (1959)
- Irving Babbitt and the Teaching of Literature (1960) Inaugural Lecture
- The Scarlet Letter and other Tales of the Puritans by Nathaniel Hawthorne (1961) editor
- The Gates of Horn: A Study of Five French Realists (1963)
- The Comedy of Errors (1965) editor
- Refractions: Essays in Comparative Literature (1966)
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- Playboys and Killjoys: An Essay on the Theory and Practice of Comedy (1988)
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Famous quotes containing the word works:
“I cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose;
From the earth-poles to the line, All between that works or grows,
Every thing is kin of mine.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“That man’s best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature’s infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.”
—Lydia M. Child (1802–1880)
“We all agree now—by “we” I mean intelligent people under sixty—that a work of art is like a rose. A rose is not beautiful because it is like something else. Neither is a work of art. Roses and works of art are beautiful in themselves. Unluckily, the matter does not end there: a rose is the visible result of an infinitude of complicated goings on in the bosom of the earth and in the air above, and similarly a work of art is the product of strange activities in the human mind.”
—Clive Bell (1881–1962)