 I am in love with this green earth; the face of town and country; the unspeakable rural solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I, and my friends :...  The American Whig Review - Página 5141848Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Sir Walter Alexander Raleigh, Walter Raleigh - 1926 - 236 páginas
...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I, and my friends...in diet or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. . . . Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields,... | |
 | 1835 - 1190 páginas
...would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived,—I and my friends ; to be no younger, no richer, no handsomer....alteration on this earth of mine, in diet or in lodging 1 , puzzles and discomposes me. My household-gods plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1903 - 466 páginas
...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived ; I, and my friends....drop, like mellow fruit, as they say, into the grave." Such sentiments probably called forth some private as well as public protests ; and it was, as I imagine,... | |
 | 1835 - 626 páginas
...solitudes, and the sweet security of streets. I would set up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the age to which I am arrived, — I and my friends ; to be no younger, no richer, richer, no handsomer. I do not want to be weaned by age, or drop, like mellow fruit, as they say, into... | |
 | 1835 - 572 páginas
...up my tabernacle here. I am content to stand still at the аце to which I am arrived ; I, and rny friends. To be no younger, no richer, no handsomer. I do not want to bp weaned by age ; or drop, like mello« fruit, as they say, into the grave ! *** I have heard some... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1867 - 864 páginas
...friends, and the ' swcet security ' of streets. ' I do not want to be weaned by age,' he remarks, ' or drop like mellow fruit, as they say, into the grave. ' Any alteration in his standing place discomposed and puzzled him. My household gods plant a terrible fixed foot, and... | |
 | 1888 - 920 páginas
...purpose he might form was likely to take great hold upon him. His sentiments were not of the sort that plant a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up without blood. I could fancy Jones deserting any sandy anchorage he might find, and getting under way with little... | |
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