Christ's Hospital: Recollections of Lamb, Coleridge, and Leigh HuntReginald Brimley Johnson G. Allen, 1896 - 274 стор. |
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... turned out for the live - long day upon our own hands , whether we had friends to go to , or none . I remember those bathing ex- cursions to the New River , which L. recalls with such relish , better , I think , than 40 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
... turned out for the live - long day upon our own hands , whether we had friends to go to , or none . I remember those bathing ex- cursions to the New River , which L. recalls with such relish , better , I think , than 40 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
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... of the mysterious scraps , turned out to be the parents of honest couple come to decay , whom this seasonable supply had , in all probability , an saved from mendicancy ; and that this young stork , FIVE AND THIRTY YEARS AGO 47.
... of the mysterious scraps , turned out to be the parents of honest couple come to decay , whom this seasonable supply had , in all probability , an saved from mendicancy ; and that this young stork , FIVE AND THIRTY YEARS AGO 47.
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... of tender years , barely turned of seven , and had only read of such things in books or seen them but in dreams . I was told he had run away . This was the punishment for the first offence . As a novice , I was soon 48 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
... of tender years , barely turned of seven , and had only read of such things in books or seen them but in dreams . I was told he had run away . This was the punishment for the first offence . As a novice , I was soon 48 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
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... turning rather pale , a glass of brandy was ordered to prepare him for the mysteries . The scourging was , after the old Roman fashion , long and stately . The lictor accompanied the criminal quite round the hall . We were gene- rally ...
... turning rather pale , a glass of brandy was ordered to prepare him for the mysteries . The scourging was , after the old Roman fashion , long and stately . The lictor accompanied the criminal quite round the hall . We were gene- rally ...
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... turned out the better scholars ; we , I suspect , have the advantage in temper . His pupils cannot speak of him without something of terror allaying their gratitude ; the remembrance of Field comes back with all the soothing images of ...
... turned out the better scholars ; we , I suspect , have the advantage in temper . His pupils cannot speak of him without something of terror allaying their gratitude ; the remembrance of Field comes back with all the soothing images of ...
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Сторінка 76 - Lute, harp, and lyre, muse, muses, and inspirations, Pegasus, Parnassus, and Hippocrene, were all an abomination to him. In fancy I can almost hear him now exclaiming, " Harp ? Harp ? Lyre ? Pen and ink, boy, you mean ! Muse, boy, muse ? Your nurse's daughter, you mean ! Pierian spring ? Oh aye ! the cloister-pump, I suppose ! " Nay, certain introductions, similes, and examples, were placed by name on a list of interdiction.
Сторінка 62 - English man-ofwar, 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 70 - Abstruser musings: save that at my side My cradled infant" slumbers peacefully. 'Tis calm indeed! so calm, that it disturbs And vexes meditation with its strange And extreme silentness.
Сторінка 86 - ... so tender, and yet so manly, so natural and real, and yet so dignified and harmonious, as the sonnets, &c.
Сторінка 73 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall, Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
Сторінка 62 - Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances.
Сторінка 154 - Ramothgilead to battle, or shall I forbear? And they said, Go up; for the LORD shall deliver it into the hand of the king.
Сторінка 50 - Wouldst thou like, reader, to see what became of him in the next degree ? The culprit who had been a third time an offender, and whose expulsion was at this time deemed irreversible, was brought forth, as at some solemn auto da fi, arrayed in uncouth and most appalling attire — all trace of his late
Сторінка 70 - FROST AT MIDNIGHT The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud— and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits 6 Abstruser musings: save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully.
Сторінка 85 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost...