The Life and Letters of John Gibson Lockhart, Том 1Nimmo, 1897 |
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... story . - The story criticised.- Common friends of Keats and Lockhart . - Christie on Keats . Kindly remark of Lockhart on Keats . - Lockhart and the scrape of a friend . - Action of Lockhart . - His relations with his father . - Letter ...
... story . - The story criticised.- Common friends of Keats and Lockhart . - Christie on Keats . Kindly remark of Lockhart on Keats . - Lockhart and the scrape of a friend . - Action of Lockhart . - His relations with his father . - Letter ...
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... Story of Gabriel's Road . - John Hamilton Reynolds . - Description of Scott at Abbotsford.— His woods . - The Kirk . - Letters to Coleridge . - Reynolds suggested as editor of a Tory paper . — Popular commo- tions . - Lockhart as a ...
... Story of Gabriel's Road . - John Hamilton Reynolds . - Description of Scott at Abbotsford.— His woods . - The Kirk . - Letters to Coleridge . - Reynolds suggested as editor of a Tory paper . — Popular commo- tions . - Lockhart as a ...
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... story of whose own life is here to be narrated . Scott " was anxious to realise his own ancestry to his imagination ; . whatever he had in himself he would fain have made out a hereditary claim for . " VOL . I. • • A In this taste there ...
... story of whose own life is here to be narrated . Scott " was anxious to realise his own ancestry to his imagination ; . whatever he had in himself he would fain have made out a hereditary claim for . " VOL . I. • • A In this taste there ...
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... story well , and on a story of a real set of incidents , told by him , Lockhart founded his best novel , " Adam Blair . " He had no liking for Episcopal religion , and would grumble a little.
... story well , and on a story of a real set of incidents , told by him , Lockhart founded his best novel , " Adam Blair . " He had no liking for Episcopal religion , and would grumble a little.
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... story , and it is not to be denied that the animal was a familiar of Lockhart ; yet he lived much with gleeful folk , such as the famous Lord Robertson , the " peerless paper Lord " of his rhyme , and his after - supper lyrics retain ...
... story , and it is not to be denied that the animal was a familiar of Lockhart ; yet he lived much with gleeful folk , such as the famous Lord Robertson , the " peerless paper Lord " of his rhyme , and his after - supper lyrics retain ...
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Abbotsford Adam Blair admirable affectionate appeared attack Balliol Blackwood Blackwood's Magazine Byron called caricatures Chaldee character Chiefswood Christianity Christie Christopher North Cockney Coleridge Constable Constable's critic DEAR dinner Disraeli Edinburgh Review Editor father favour feel genius Glasgow Gleig gown Greek Haydon heart Hogg honour Hypocrisy Unveiled J. G. LOCKHART January Jeffrey Jeffrey's John John Gibson Lockhart Keats Keats's Lady later Leigh Hunt literary literature Lockhart's letters London Lord M'Crie Macvey Napier Magazine manner Memoir mind minister Miss Scott Murray Murray's never novel October Old Mortality opinion Oxford Peter's Letters Playfair poem poet poetry political praise probably Professor published Quarterly Review says Scotch Scotland Scottish seems Sir Walter Sir William Hamilton Smith Southey speak things thought tion Tory Traill verse Walter Scott Whigs Wilson wish Wordsworth writes written wrote young
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Сторінка 331 - His hair was curled in order, At the rising of the sun, In comely rows and buckles smart That about his ears did run ; And, before, there was a toupee That some inches up did grow, And behind there was a long queue, That did o'er his shoulders flow. Oh ! we ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo'e ! And whenever we foregathered He took off his wee
Сторінка 331 - Touch once more a sober measure, and let punch and tears be shed, For a prince of good old fellows, that, alack-a-day, is dead ! For a prince of worthy fellows, and a pretty man also, That has left the Saltmarket in sorrow, grief, and wo. : Oh, we ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo...
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Сторінка 152 - Hunt does one harm by making fine things petty, and beautiful things hateful. Through him I am indifferent to Mozart, I care not for white Busts — and many a glorious thing when associated with him becomes a nothing.
Сторінка 330 - In the currents of Life, in the tempests of motion, Hither and thither, Over and under, Wend I and wander, Birth and the grave, A limitless ocean Where the restless wave Undulates ever, — Under and over In the toiling strife I mingle and hover, The spirit of life ; And hear the murmuring wheel of time, unawed, As I weave the living mantle of God...
Сторінка 198 - Devonshire — whither I shall follow him. At present, I am just arrived at Dorking — to change the Scene — change the Air, and give me a spur to wind up my Poem, of /which there are wanting 500 lines. I should have been here a day sooner, but the Reynoldses persuaded me to stop in Town to meet your friend Christie.
Сторінка 151 - ... screams ! When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams ? When, from the sun, was thy broad forehead hid ? How long is't since the mighty power bid Thee heave to airy sleep from fathom dreams ? Sleep in the lap of thunder or sunbeams, Or when grey clouds are thy cold coverlid. Thou...
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