The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt, Том 2Smith, Elder, 1850 |
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... Tell Sultan Mustapha that he is the last of the Sultans . LE M. Yes , sire . NAP . And , hark ye - desire the king of Holland to come to me directly . LE M. Yes , sire . NAP . And the king of Westphalia .— [ Aside ] I must tweak Jerome ...
... Tell Sultan Mustapha that he is the last of the Sultans . LE M. Yes , sire . NAP . And , hark ye - desire the king of Holland to come to me directly . LE M. Yes , sire . NAP . And the king of Westphalia .— [ Aside ] I must tweak Jerome ...
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Leigh Hunt. " NAPOLEON IN HIS CABINET . " NAP . Oh - tell him , I'll let the boy alone for a month or two . And stay , Le Meurtrier ; go to the editor of the Moniteur , and tell him to dethrone the queen of Portugal . - Spain's ...
Leigh Hunt. " NAPOLEON IN HIS CABINET . " NAP . Oh - tell him , I'll let the boy alone for a month or two . And stay , Le Meurtrier ; go to the editor of the Moniteur , and tell him to dethrone the queen of Portugal . - Spain's ...
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... tell my father the news . Let's see- how many men killed , Charles ? A. 50,000 . B. Ah , -50,000 . Good - morning . [ Exit . ] THE LADY . Poor dear Mrs. W. , I can't help thinking about her . A broken arm ! Why , it's quite a dreadful ...
... tell my father the news . Let's see- how many men killed , Charles ? A. 50,000 . B. Ah , -50,000 . Good - morning . [ Exit . ] THE LADY . Poor dear Mrs. W. , I can't help thinking about her . A broken arm ! Why , it's quite a dreadful ...
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... tell horrible stories ; and was frightened at his own lay - figures . Yet he would hardly have talked as he did about his terrors , had he been as timid as some supposed him . With the affected , impression is the main thing , let it be ...
... tell horrible stories ; and was frightened at his own lay - figures . Yet he would hardly have talked as he did about his terrors , had he been as timid as some supposed him . With the affected , impression is the main thing , let it be ...
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... telling stories ; and if the Edinburgh Review had just come out , would give us all the jokes in it . He had once an hypochondriacal disorder of long duration ; and he told us , that he should never forget the comfortable sensa- tion ...
... telling stories ; and if the Edinburgh Review had just come out , would give us all the jokes in it . He had once an hypochondriacal disorder of long duration ; and he told us , that he should never forget the comfortable sensa- tion ...
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The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt: With Reminiscences of Friends and ..., Том 2 Leigh Hunt Повний перегляд - 1850 |
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Сторінка 113 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Сторінка 196 - For Heaven's sake let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Сторінка 14 - That not in fancy's maze he wander'd long, But stoop'd to Truth, and moraliz'd his song...
Сторінка 283 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let them forth By my so potent art.
Сторінка 208 - But opposite in levelled west was set, His mirror, with full face borrowing her light From him ; for other light she needed none In that aspect, and still that distance keeps Till night ; then in the east her turn she shines...
Сторінка 126 - Adonis in loveliness,' was a corpulent man of fifty, in short, that this delightful, blissful, wise, pleasurable, honourable, virtuous, true, and immortal prince was a violator of his word, a libertine over head and ears in disgrace, a despiser of domestic ties, the companion of gamblers and demireps, a man who has just closed half a century without one single claim on the gratitude of his country, or the respect of posterity.
Сторінка 194 - He rose early in the morning, walked and read before breakfast, took that meal sparingly, wrote and studied the greater part of the morning, walked and read again, dined on vegetables, (for he took neither meat nor wine,) conversed with his friends, (to whom his house was ever open,) again walked out, and usually finished with reading to his wife till ten o'clock, when he went to bed. This was his daily existence. His book was generally Plato or Homer, or one of the Greek tragedians, or the Bible,...
Сторінка 33 - I am afraid he must think me a strange fellow : but is it not odd, that the only truly generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker ! And he writes poetry too,
Сторінка 126 - PRINCE, was a violator of his word, a libertine over head and ears in debt and disgrace, a despiser of domestic ties, the companion of gamblers and demireps, a man who has just closed half a century without one single claim on the gratitude of his country or the respect of posterity...
Сторінка 113 - neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view. Who could have thought such darkness lay concealed Within thy beams, O Sun ? or who could find, Whilst fly and leaf and insect stood revealed, That to such countless orbs thou mad'st us blind ? Why do we then shun Death with anxious strife ? If Light can thus deceive, wherefore not Life ? " I would not slight this wondrous world.