The British Essayists: With Prefaces, Historical and Biographical, 第 28 巻Alexander Chalmers Little, Brown, 1856 |
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acquaintance Alcander amusement appearance attention Bearskin beauty behaviour Blubber character circumstances Cleone conduct consider conversation Countess of Dorchester daugh daughters Dean Swift degree delicacy dinner disposition Duchess of Marlborough Duke of Aremberg effect elegant enjoyment entertainment equally fashion father favour FEBRUARY 23 feel Fingal Fleetwood fortune genius gentleman give happiness heart honour humour husband indulgence lady less letter lived look lot departed manners MARCH 27 ment merit Michael Bruce mind Mirror nature ness never objects observed opinion Ossian paper particular passion perhaps person pleased pleasure poet politeness possessed present rank readers received remarks respect Roche SATURDAY scene seemed sensibility sentiments servant situation society sometimes sort soul Sylvester talents taste Theophrastus thing thought tion toyman TUESDAY Umphraville virtue walk wife wish write XXVIII young
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144 ページ - Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
143 ページ - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round, it measures Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The laboring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide...
217 ページ - And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too! And since love ne'er will from me flee, A Mistress moderately fair, And good as guardian angels are, Only beloved and loving me.
144 ページ - And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
255 ページ - The philosopher followed him into his house. The inspiration of the pulpit was past. At sight of him, the scenes they had last met in rushed again on his mind. La Roche threw his arms round his neck, and watered it with his tears. The other was equally affected. They went together in silence into the parlour, where the evening service was wont to be performed. The curtains of the organ were open ; La Roche started back at the sight. " Oh, my friend ! " said he, and his tears burst forth again.
88 ページ - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light ? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky ; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave ; but thou thyself movest alone. Who can be a companion of thy course?
244 ページ - She was interrupted by the arrival of their landlord. He took her hand with an air of kindness ; she drew it away from him in silence ; threw down her eyes lo the ground, and left the room. " I have been thanking God," said the good La Roche,
21 ページ - ... to hold, as it were, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
88 ページ - When the world is dark with tempests, when thunder rolls and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest in vain, for he beholds thy beams no more: whether thy yellow hair flows on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps, like me, for a season; thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning.
213 ページ - Where melancholy with still silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the...