Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Том 1Richard Bentley, 1857 |
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... hear them . ' Foote smiled , and , after enduring this vigorous attack upon his organs of hearing as long as he was able , interrupted them . 66 Far from discouraging our new beginner , he told him that , with respect to giving the ...
... hear them . ' Foote smiled , and , after enduring this vigorous attack upon his organs of hearing as long as he was able , interrupted them . 66 Far from discouraging our new beginner , he told him that , with respect to giving the ...
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... hears the poor moan , Of his morsel a morsel will give , Well - a - day ! " This author , so gifted , so various , and so laborious , one of the most remarkable of self - educated men , died in London on the 3rd of March , 1809 , after ...
... hears the poor moan , Of his morsel a morsel will give , Well - a - day ! " This author , so gifted , so various , and so laborious , one of the most remarkable of self - educated men , died in London on the 3rd of March , 1809 , after ...
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... hear , You that hold these pleasures dear ; Fill your ears with our sweet sound , While we melt the frozen ground . This way , come : make haste , O fair ! Let your clear eyes gild the air . Come and bless us with your sight ; This way ...
... hear , You that hold these pleasures dear ; Fill your ears with our sweet sound , While we melt the frozen ground . This way , come : make haste , O fair ! Let your clear eyes gild the air . Come and bless us with your sight ; This way ...
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... hear The doctrine of a gentle Johnian ; Whose hand is white , whose voice is clear , Whose tone is very Ciceronian . Where is the old man laid ? Look down And construe on the slab before you- " Hic jacet Gulielmus Brown , Vir nullâ non ...
... hear The doctrine of a gentle Johnian ; Whose hand is white , whose voice is clear , Whose tone is very Ciceronian . Where is the old man laid ? Look down And construe on the slab before you- " Hic jacet Gulielmus Brown , Vir nullâ non ...
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... hear her loyal soldier's shout ' For God and for the King . ' " Tis noon . The ranks are broken , along the royal line They fly , the braggarts of the court ! the bullies of the Rhine ! Stout Langdale's cheer is heard no more , and ...
... hear her loyal soldier's shout ' For God and for the King . ' " Tis noon . The ranks are broken , along the royal line They fly , the braggarts of the court ! the bullies of the Rhine ! Stout Langdale's cheer is heard no more , and ...
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Сторінка 325 - UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, SIDNEY'S sister, PEMBROKE'S mother ; Death ! ere thou hast slain another, Learn'd and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Сторінка 319 - Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep> Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Сторінка 86 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Сторінка 262 - Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Сторінка 237 - for Aix is in sight ! " "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Сторінка 311 - It is accomplished. The deed is done. He retreats, retraces his steps to the window, passes out through it as he came in, and escapes. He has done the murder; no eye has seen him, no ear has heard him. The secret is his own, and it is safe! Ah!
Сторінка 80 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables like the rooks that round them throng : Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old ; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand...
Сторінка 262 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Сторінка 192 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.
Сторінка 234 - Will't please you sit and look at her? I said "Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have...