A Book for a Corner: Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of Enjoyment: with Comments on Each, and a Genera; Introduction, Том 1G. P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... mean- time if he can ? The country for many miles round Lon- don , and indeed in most other places , is adorned with houses and grounds of men of business , who are whirled to and fro on weekly or daily evenings , and who would all find ...
... mean- time if he can ? The country for many miles round Lon- don , and indeed in most other places , is adorned with houses and grounds of men of business , who are whirled to and fro on weekly or daily evenings , and who would all find ...
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... mean to deny its palpability ) , they do not find their enjoyment of it diminished . It is increased- increased by the contrast - by the variety - by the call upon them to show the faith which books have originally given them in all ...
... mean to deny its palpability ) , they do not find their enjoyment of it diminished . It is increased- increased by the contrast - by the variety - by the call upon them to show the faith which books have originally given them in all ...
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... means of enjoying it , and to freshen and keep it pure ; as the winds and thunders , which come rarely , are purifiers of the sweet fields , which are abiding . The book , therefore , as originally contemplated , was to consist ...
... means of enjoying it , and to freshen and keep it pure ; as the winds and thunders , which come rarely , are purifiers of the sweet fields , which are abiding . The book , therefore , as originally contemplated , was to consist ...
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... means to be despised . The men un- envied shine in public ; but it is we must make their homes delightful to them - and , if they provoke us , no less un- comfortable . I do not expect you to answer this letter yet awhile ; but , as I ...
... means to be despised . The men un- envied shine in public ; but it is we must make their homes delightful to them - and , if they provoke us , no less un- comfortable . I do not expect you to answer this letter yet awhile ; but , as I ...
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... means . It is not for its mode of infant training that the poem is here reprinted ; but for its archness , its humour , its agreeable description , and THE SCHOOLMISTRESS GROWN SCHOOLBOYS A Letter to Geo Montagu ODE ON SOLITUDE Shenstone.
... means . It is not for its mode of infant training that the poem is here reprinted ; but for its archness , its humour , its agreeable description , and THE SCHOOLMISTRESS GROWN SCHOOLBOYS A Letter to Geo Montagu ODE ON SOLITUDE Shenstone.
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A Book for a Corner; Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors ..., Том 1 Leigh Hunt Повний перегляд - 1852 |
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Сторінка 48 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Сторінка 170 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Сторінка 95 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Сторінка 31 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Сторінка 168 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Сторінка 227 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the Sun upon...
Сторінка 179 - Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep...
Сторінка 226 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Сторінка 226 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...