Recollections of a Literary LifeHarper, 1855 - 558 ページ |
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... Perhaps it would be difficult to find a short phrase that would accurately describe a work so miscella- neous and so wayward ; a work where there is far too much of personal gossip and of local scene painting for the grave pretension of ...
... Perhaps it would be difficult to find a short phrase that would accurately describe a work so miscella- neous and so wayward ; a work where there is far too much of personal gossip and of local scene painting for the grave pretension of ...
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... perhaps it was the immature and immoderate love of them which stamped first , or rather engraved these characters in me : they were like letters cut into the bark of a young tree , which , with the tree , still grows proportionably ...
... perhaps it was the immature and immoderate love of them which stamped first , or rather engraved these characters in me : they were like letters cut into the bark of a young tree , which , with the tree , still grows proportionably ...
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... perhaps still more weary than myself , were miseries much too great , and loaded my little heart with sorrows far too poignant ever to be forgotten . By - roads and high - roads were alike to be traversed , but the former far the ...
... perhaps still more weary than myself , were miseries much too great , and loaded my little heart with sorrows far too poignant ever to be forgotten . By - roads and high - roads were alike to be traversed , but the former far the ...
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... perhaps , in the evening , the horse has his last feed of oats , which he generally stands to enjoy in the center of his smooth , carefully - made bed of long clean straw , and by the side of him the weary boy will often lie down , it ...
... perhaps , in the evening , the horse has his last feed of oats , which he generally stands to enjoy in the center of his smooth , carefully - made bed of long clean straw , and by the side of him the weary boy will often lie down , it ...
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... perhaps a fortnight or three weeks . As that proceeds the boys are less cautious , each having less suspicion of his horse . I was leading the gallop one morning , and had gone more than half the way toward the foot of Cambridge Hill ...
... perhaps a fortnight or three weeks . As that proceeds the boys are less cautious , each having less suspicion of his horse . I was leading the gallop one morning , and had gone more than half the way toward the foot of Cambridge Hill ...
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admirable ballads beauty Ben Jonson bird Bonny Dundee Bradshaigh bright brother called charming dear death delight doth EACUS English EURIPIDES eyes fair father fear feeling flowers Gelert gentlemen Gerald Griffin Goodere grace hand happy hath hear heard heart Hepzibah honor horse Joanna Baillie John Banim kind King Klopstock Kyng lady laughed letters light lived look Lord Mahony maid mignonette Molière morning murder never night noble o'er once Pan is dead passed person pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seemed sing smile Soggarth aroon song spirit story sweet tears tell thee There's thing Thomas Holcroft thou thought took trees truth Twas Ufton Court verse walk wild Winthrop Mackworth Praed wirra-sthru wonder words write wyfe XANTHIAS young youth
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544 ページ - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
543 ページ - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight is in privateness and retiring ; for ornament, is in discourse ; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business. For expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one ; but the general counsels, and the plots, and marshalling of affairs come best from those that are learned.
201 ページ - Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie. My music shows ye have your closes. And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
318 ページ - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
314 ページ - Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
318 ページ - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
242 ページ - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
180 ページ - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; 'Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
392 ページ - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
429 ページ - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, •** Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower.