The New Monthly Magazine and HumoristHenry Colburn, 1848 |
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... occasion to my youth and inexperience which time and practice would remedy . The plot was Peter's ; and unhappily for me it succeeded too well ! -I was supported , as I have described , by his insi- dious help to the drawing - room ...
... occasion to my youth and inexperience which time and practice would remedy . The plot was Peter's ; and unhappily for me it succeeded too well ! -I was supported , as I have described , by his insi- dious help to the drawing - room ...
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... occasion the same day - during the whole of which I was in mortal fear of a visit from the hateful Peter - to state to my father my excessive desire to return without delay to college in order to prepare myself for my degree ; a ...
... occasion the same day - during the whole of which I was in mortal fear of a visit from the hateful Peter - to state to my father my excessive desire to return without delay to college in order to prepare myself for my degree ; a ...
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... occasion . Such I guessed were their thoughts ; and I perceived that the mamma was suffering under the very awkward dilemma of seeming to turn me out of doors , on the one hand , in a dark night , or of harbouring within her domestic ...
... occasion . Such I guessed were their thoughts ; and I perceived that the mamma was suffering under the very awkward dilemma of seeming to turn me out of doors , on the one hand , in a dark night , or of harbouring within her domestic ...
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... occasion , the only part of the communication of my ancient friend and stable preceptor the coach- man that struck me at the moment was the astounding news of the " putting in harness " as my friend professionally expressed it , of the ...
... occasion , the only part of the communication of my ancient friend and stable preceptor the coach- man that struck me at the moment was the astounding news of the " putting in harness " as my friend professionally expressed it , of the ...
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... occasion that I had done well in coming . There was not a word said about the family at the Lodge ; although I endeavoured dexterously , several times , to incline the conver- sation in that direction . I was burning to hear some news ...
... occasion that I had done well in coming . There was not a word said about the family at the Lodge ; although I endeavoured dexterously , several times , to incline the conver- sation in that direction . I was burning to hear some news ...
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Сторінка 542 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Сторінка 330 - replies a pamper'd goose : And just as short of reason he must fall, Who thinks all made for one, not one for all.
Сторінка 333 - They that go down to the sea in ships, and do business in great waters, These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
Сторінка 111 - Its touches of beauty should never be halfway, thereby making the reader breathless, instead of content. The rise, the progress, the setting of Imagery should, like the sun, come natural to him, shine over him, and set soberly, although in magnificence, leaving him in the luxury of twilight. But it is easier to think what poetry should be, than to write it— And this leads me to Another axiom— That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all...
Сторінка 99 - Then anon the air began to wax clear and the sun to shine fair and bright, the which was right in the Frenchmen's eyes and on the Englishmen's backs. When the Genoese were assembled together and began to approach, they made a great leap and cry to abash the Englishmen, but they stood still and stirred not for all that.
Сторінка 110 - He must first prove that Caliban's poetry is unnatural. This, with me, completely overturns his objections. The fact is, he and Shelley are hurt, and perhaps justly, at my not having showed them the affair officiously; and, from several hints I have had, they appear much disposed to dissect and anatomise any trip or slip I may have made.
Сторінка 115 - Even if my body would recover of itself, this would prevent it. The very thing which I want to live most for will be a great occasion of my death. I cannot help it. Who can help it? Were I in health it would make me ill, and how can I bear it in my state ? I...
Сторінка 111 - I think poetry should surprise by a fine excess, and not by singularity ; it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
Сторінка 109 - I hope soon to be able to resume my work — I have endeavoured to do so once or twice; but to no purpose. Instead of Poetry, I have a swimming in my head and feel all the effects of a Mental debauch, lowness of Spirits, anxiety to go on without the power to do so, which does not at all tend to my ultimate progression.
Сторінка 444 - They downa bide the stink o' powther; Their bauldest thought's a hank'ring swither To stan' or rin, Till skelp — a shot — they're aff, a' throwther, To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, such is royal George's will, An' there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow.