Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and PeopleHarper, 1872 - Всего страниц: 558 |
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... speak according to hearsay , what Chubb told him , and Tench ; there is no keeping him to what he him- self heard and saw , and Bother'um and Bore'um wrangle over him accordingly . At last , in the middle of much rambling , he swears ...
... speak according to hearsay , what Chubb told him , and Tench ; there is no keeping him to what he him- self heard and saw , and Bother'um and Bore'um wrangle over him accordingly . At last , in the middle of much rambling , he swears ...
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... speak out , Sir , do ! Did Gull beat Gudgeon ? Is that true ? Chubb . Beat him ! He beat him black and blue . I never see'd a prettier fight , So full of malice like , and spite . Bore . A fight ! Ho ! ho ! the truth's come out , A fair ...
... speak out , Sir , do ! Did Gull beat Gudgeon ? Is that true ? Chubb . Beat him ! He beat him black and blue . I never see'd a prettier fight , So full of malice like , and spite . Bore . A fight ! Ho ! ho ! the truth's come out , A fair ...
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... speaking of Professor Longfellow's popularity in England , I refer chiefly to the smaller pieces , which form , however , the larger portion of his collected works . The " Spanish Student , " although beautifully written , is too little ...
... speaking of Professor Longfellow's popularity in England , I refer chiefly to the smaller pieces , which form , however , the larger portion of his collected works . The " Spanish Student , " although beautifully written , is too little ...
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... speaking the truth . So you are come from him to me ? ' At this question I cast my eyes down , and hesitated ; then fearfully answered , No , sir . ' No ! What , change masters twice in so short a time ? ' I can't help it , sir , if I ...
... speaking the truth . So you are come from him to me ? ' At this question I cast my eyes down , and hesitated ; then fearfully answered , No , sir . ' No ! What , change masters twice in so short a time ? ' I can't help it , sir , if I ...
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... speaking , are of a generous and kindly nature . Of their friendly disposition toward their keepers , there is a trait known to every boy who has the care of one of them , which ought not to be omitted . The custom is to rise very early ...
... speaking , are of a generous and kindly nature . Of their friendly disposition toward their keepers , there is a trait known to every boy who has the care of one of them , which ought not to be omitted . The custom is to rise very early ...
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Стр. 545 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight is in privateness and retiring ; for ornament, is in discourse ; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business. For expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one ; but the general counsels, and the plots, and marshalling of affairs come best from those that are learned.
Стр. 438 - Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, — Now if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover ! THE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT.
Стр. 546 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Стр. 138 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, 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. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received ; or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron which Providence has enabled me to do for myself.
Стр. 315 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Стр. 316 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Стр. 394 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! 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!
Стр. 394 - 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 ! God!
Стр. 182 - Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.
Стр. 430 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river. With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement. She stood, with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch. Or the black flowing river : Mad from Life's history, Glad to Death's mystery, Swift to be hurled— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly.