EssaysEdward Moxon, 1841 - 79 стор. |
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... Flowers of Wit ; Bigotry , or the Cheerful Instructor ; -the Polite Repository of Abuse ; -Blood , being a Collection of Light Essays . Others were sheer ludicrousness and extravagance , as the Pleas ing Ancestor ; the Silent Companion ...
... Flowers of Wit ; Bigotry , or the Cheerful Instructor ; -the Polite Repository of Abuse ; -Blood , being a Collection of Light Essays . Others were sheer ludicrousness and extravagance , as the Pleas ing Ancestor ; the Silent Companion ...
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... flowering bough . It is the same with the versions of Euripides , of Eschylus , of Sophocles , of Petrarch , of ... flowers in it for the visible process of creation , -a cast from sculpture for the mind of man ; -and underneath all ...
... flowering bough . It is the same with the versions of Euripides , of Eschylus , of Sophocles , of Petrarch , of ... flowers in it for the visible process of creation , -a cast from sculpture for the mind of man ; -and underneath all ...
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... flowers , The little Winged Powers Went singing carols , without torch or bow ; The nymphs and shepherds sat Mingling with innocent chat Sports and low whispers , and with whispers low Kisses that would not go . The maiden , budding o ...
... flowers , The little Winged Powers Went singing carols , without torch or bow ; The nymphs and shepherds sat Mingling with innocent chat Sports and low whispers , and with whispers low Kisses that would not go . The maiden , budding o ...
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... flowers in cottage windows . Its pictures of rural scenery , its simplicity , its snatches of old songs , are all good and refreshing ; and his prodigious relish of a dressed fish would not be grudged him , if he had killed it a little ...
... flowers in cottage windows . Its pictures of rural scenery , its simplicity , its snatches of old songs , are all good and refreshing ; and his prodigious relish of a dressed fish would not be grudged him , if he had killed it a little ...
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... flower or a frank face in a reprobate purlieu . The capabilities of human nature are not compromised . virtue alone seems natural ; the guilt , as it so often is , seems artificial , and the result of some bad education or other ...
... flower or a frank face in a reprobate purlieu . The capabilities of human nature are not compromised . virtue alone seems natural ; the guilt , as it so often is , seems artificial , and the result of some bad education or other ...
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Сторінка 11 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Сторінка 25 - For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze By the sweet power of music...
Сторінка 13 - Which was, to lead him, in close secrecy, Even to Madeline's chamber, and there hide Him in a closet, of such privacy...
Сторінка 62 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round On which the fate of gods and men is wound.
Сторінка 22 - Of depth immeasurable: anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Сторінка 12 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland...
Сторінка 14 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Сторінка 19 - And not a voice was idle; with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Сторінка 15 - And now, my Love ! my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite. Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake ! Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.
Сторінка 10 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.