Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and PeopleHarper, 1852 - 558 páginas |
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... feeling a pleasure quite apart from that excited by the charming book itself ; although to that book , far more than to any modern school of minstrelsy , we owe the revival of the taste for romantic and lyrical poetry , which had lain ...
... feeling a pleasure quite apart from that excited by the charming book itself ; although to that book , far more than to any modern school of minstrelsy , we owe the revival of the taste for romantic and lyrical poetry , which had lain ...
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... - known volume of these rough peas- ant - ballads , full of the same truth and intensity of feeling , -songs which seem destined to be sung at the wakes and patterns of Ire land . But , to say nothing of his fine 22 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... - known volume of these rough peas- ant - ballads , full of the same truth and intensity of feeling , -songs which seem destined to be sung at the wakes and patterns of Ire land . But , to say nothing of his fine 22 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
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... feeling of talent for talent , appears to have been kind to him ; and when he fled from the world ( not very far , he found his be- loved solitude at Chertsey ) , it is satisfactory to know that he so far escaped the proverbial ...
... feeling of talent for talent , appears to have been kind to him ; and when he fled from the world ( not very far , he found his be- loved solitude at Chertsey ) , it is satisfactory to know that he so far escaped the proverbial ...
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... feeling , Candor and honorable dealing , From Middlesext discreetly chosen , ( A worthy and an upright dozen . ) This action , gentlemen , is brought , By John - a - Gudgeon for a tort- " Our French will serve us for this legal word ...
... feeling , Candor and honorable dealing , From Middlesext discreetly chosen , ( A worthy and an upright dozen . ) This action , gentlemen , is brought , By John - a - Gudgeon for a tort- " Our French will serve us for this legal word ...
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... feeling him to be a dangerous witness , says : — Both . Come , Sir , we won't detain you . Gull , You're sure , smote Gudgeon on the skull ? Trout . He did . Bore . Stay , Mr. What - dy'e - call'em , You say you saw Gull bruise and maul ...
... feeling him to be a dangerous witness , says : — Both . Come , Sir , we won't detain you . Gull , You're sure , smote Gudgeon on the skull ? Trout . He did . Bore . Stay , Mr. What - dy'e - call'em , You say you saw Gull bruise and maul ...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Vista completa - 1858 |
Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Vista completa - 1852 |
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admirable ballads beauty Ben Jonson bird Bonny Dundee Bradshaigh bright brother called charming dear death delight doth EACUS English EURIPIDES eyes fair father fear feeling flowers Gelert gentlemen Gerald Griffin give Goodere grace hand happy hath hear heard heart Hepzibah honor horse Joanna Baillie kind King Klopstock knew Kyng lady laughed letters light live look Lord Mahony maid MARY RUSSELL MITFORD mignonette morning murder never night noble o'er once Pan is dead passed person pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seemed sing smile Soggarth aroon song spirit story SWALLOWFIELD sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought took trees Twas Ufton Court verse walk wild Winthrop Mackworth Praed wirra-sthru wonder words write wyfe XANTHIAS young youth
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Página 540 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtile; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
Página 388 - Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ? God ! — let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Página 527 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Página 431 - Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part. Nay, I have done; you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 173 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on.
Página 234 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 420 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Página 139 - Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night ? 'Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Página 314 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 130 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labors, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it; till I am known and do not want it.