A Book for a Corner; Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of Enjoyment: With Comments on Each, and a General Introduction, Томи 1 – 2Leigh Hunt G.P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... human being , and all working to some social end . Hence he ap- proves of judicious and reflecting leisure - of domestic and social evenings - of suburban retreats - of gardens of ulti- mate retirement " for good " -of a reading and ...
... human being , and all working to some social end . Hence he ap- proves of judicious and reflecting leisure - of domestic and social evenings - of suburban retreats - of gardens of ulti- mate retirement " for good " -of a reading and ...
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... human nature reflected on them , and so be taught to know and to love everything , but to be reflected themselves as in a pocket mirror , and so interchange admiring looks with their own narrow cast of countenance . The universalist ...
... human nature reflected on them , and so be taught to know and to love everything , but to be reflected themselves as in a pocket mirror , and so interchange admiring looks with their own narrow cast of countenance . The universalist ...
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... human splendour . You have an absolute dislike to the vanities of dress ; and are likely , for many months , to observe the Bishop of Bristol's first rule of conversation , Silence , though tempted to transgress it by the novelty and ...
... human splendour . You have an absolute dislike to the vanities of dress ; and are likely , for many months , to observe the Bishop of Bristol's first rule of conversation , Silence , though tempted to transgress it by the novelty and ...
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... human interest of the subject . It is Shenstone's masterpiece . Its playful imitation of the manner of Spenser saved him from that inferior artificial style of the day , which injured the natural feeling of most of his other poems ; and ...
... human interest of the subject . It is Shenstone's masterpiece . Its playful imitation of the manner of Spenser saved him from that inferior artificial style of the day , which injured the natural feeling of most of his other poems ; and ...
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... human footstep , nor obtain a man Friday . The inhabitant of the island was De Foe himself . May we add , nevertheless , that when De Foe thought himself most himself , he was least clever and least pleasant ? We were not so dis ...
... human footstep , nor obtain a man Friday . The inhabitant of the island was De Foe himself . May we add , nevertheless , that when De Foe thought himself most himself , he was least clever and least pleasant ? We were not so dis ...
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Сторінка 167 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail: And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
Сторінка 135 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow ; As, waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe; And, redolent of Joy and Youth, To breathe a second Spring!
Сторінка 221 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Awaits alike th' inevitable hour: — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Сторінка 224 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear — He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd), a friend.
Сторінка 27 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Сторінка 166 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Сторінка 167 - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Сторінка 223 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Сторінка 148 - As I was walking with him last night, he asked me how I liked the good man whom I have just now mentioned ? and without staying for my answer told me. that he was afraid of being insulted with Latin and Greek at his own table ; for which reason he desired a particular friend of his at the university to find him out a clergyman rather of plain sense than much learning, of a good aspect, a clear voice, a sociable temper, and, if possible, a man that understood a little of back-gammon.
Сторінка 152 - I was yesterday very much surprised to hear my old friend, in the midst of the service, calling out to one John Matthews to mind what he was about, and not disturb the congregation. This John Matthews, it seems, is remarkable for being an idle fellow, and at that time was kicking his heels for his diversion. This authority of the knight, though exerted in that odd manner which accompanies him in all circumstances of life, has a very good effect upon the parish, who are not polite enough to see anything...