Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical and Biographical of Authors in the English Tongue from the Earliest Times Till the Present Day, with Specimens of Their Writing, Том 3W. & R. Chambers, 1903 |
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... early as 1726 , and Summer and Spring in 1727 and 1728 , and if we consider the intimate and first - hand knowledge ... earliest of the year , By hands unseen , are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there ...
... early as 1726 , and Summer and Spring in 1727 and 1728 , and if we consider the intimate and first - hand knowledge ... earliest of the year , By hands unseen , are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there ...
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... early life . He was not carried away by rhetoric merely ; the new revo- lutionary world appeared to him as something familiar , and he interpreted equality and fraternity as what he had always known among his own people in the dales ...
... early life . He was not carried away by rhetoric merely ; the new revo- lutionary world appeared to him as something familiar , and he interpreted equality and fraternity as what he had always known among his own people in the dales ...
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... early modes of thought and style : So fair , so sweet , withal so sensitive , Would that the little flowers were born to live Conscious of half the pleasure which they give . That to this mountain - daisy's self were known The beauty of ...
... early modes of thought and style : So fair , so sweet , withal so sensitive , Would that the little flowers were born to live Conscious of half the pleasure which they give . That to this mountain - daisy's self were known The beauty of ...
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... Early in August , when the tour was over , he rejoined Southey at Bristol , where he met and engaged himself to his future wife , Sarah Fricker . She was the eldest of five sisters , of whom the second , Mary , was already married to a ...
... Early in August , when the tour was over , he rejoined Southey at Bristol , where he met and engaged himself to his future wife , Sarah Fricker . She was the eldest of five sisters , of whom the second , Mary , was already married to a ...
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... Early in the autumn he was back with the Morgans at Ashley , near Box , and in November followed them to Calne . Thenceforward there was a betterment , the result of a strenuous though unsuccessful attempt to break through the opium ...
... Early in the autumn he was back with the Morgans at Ashley , near Box , and in November followed them to Calne . Thenceforward there was a betterment , the result of a strenuous though unsuccessful attempt to break through the opium ...
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Сторінка 428 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Сторінка 25 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Сторінка 105 - 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 ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Сторінка 139 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Сторінка 145 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Сторінка 104 - O for a draught of vintage, that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora...
Сторінка 116 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Сторінка 67 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Сторінка 104 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Сторінка 17 - That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion ; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.