Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Томи 3 – 4Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1881 |
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... feeling and expression . The Singing Birds . At first the lark , when she means to rejoice , to cheer herself and those that hear her , she then quits the earth , and sings as she ascends higher into the air ; and having ended her ...
... feeling and expression . The Singing Birds . At first the lark , when she means to rejoice , to cheer herself and those that hear her , she then quits the earth , and sings as she ascends higher into the air ; and having ended her ...
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... feeling , and the associated recollections of picturesque poetry , natural piety , and examples and precepts of morality . Add to this the easy elegance of Walton's style , sprinkled , but not ob scured , by the antiquated idiom and ...
... feeling , and the associated recollections of picturesque poetry , natural piety , and examples and precepts of morality . Add to this the easy elegance of Walton's style , sprinkled , but not ob scured , by the antiquated idiom and ...
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... feeling would recoil from such experiments as these , and we may oppose to the aberrations of the venerable Walton the philosophical maxim of Wordsworth : Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the ineanest thing that feels ...
... feeling would recoil from such experiments as these , and we may oppose to the aberrations of the venerable Walton the philosophical maxim of Wordsworth : Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the ineanest thing that feels ...
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... feeling a word rise in my heart unto him , I turned again , and calmly said unto him : " Should it not be just if God should serve thee so , when thou sayest thou ' or thee ' to him . " Though his hand was up , I saw it sink , and his ...
... feeling a word rise in my heart unto him , I turned again , and calmly said unto him : " Should it not be just if God should serve thee so , when thou sayest thou ' or thee ' to him . " Though his hand was up , I saw it sink , and his ...
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... feeling of Evelyn would have suppressed much of what his friend set down without comment or scruple , but the picture thus presented of the court , and of the manners of the time , would have been less lively and less true . We subjoin ...
... feeling of Evelyn would have suppressed much of what his friend set down without comment or scruple , but the picture thus presented of the court , and of the manners of the time , would have been less lively and less true . We subjoin ...
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Сторінка 68 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked 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 wished) a friend.
Сторінка 143 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The whitewashed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Сторінка 9 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow. A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye : And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky...
Сторінка 66 - And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Сторінка 143 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Сторінка 143 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale; No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Сторінка 35 - ... found themselves quickly at a stand, by the difficulties that rose on every side. After we had a while puzzled ourselves, without coming any nearer a resolution of those doubts which perplexed us, it came into my thoughts, that we took a wrong course ; and that before we set ourselves upon inquiries of that nature, it was necessary to examine our own abilities, and see what objects our understandings were, or were not, fitted to deal with.
Сторінка 141 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter tittered round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, — These were thy charms, sweet village! sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These, round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms, — but all these charms are fled!
Сторінка 224 - Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught, and led, the way to heaven.
Сторінка 141 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...