Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and PeopleHarper & Brothers, Publishers, No. 82 Cliff Street, 1852 - Всего страниц: 558 |
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... falling soft on Carberry's hundred isles ; The summer sun is gleaming still through Gabriel's rough defiles ; Old Inisherkin's crumbled fane looks like a molting bird ; And in a calm and sleepy swell the ocean - tide is heard ; The ...
... falling soft on Carberry's hundred isles ; The summer sun is gleaming still through Gabriel's rough defiles ; Old Inisherkin's crumbled fane looks like a molting bird ; And in a calm and sleepy swell the ocean - tide is heard ; The ...
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... fall , And o'er each black and bearded face the white or crimson shawl , The yell of " Allah ! " breaks above the prayer and shriek and roar— Oh , blessed God ! the Algerine is lord of Baltimore ! Then flung the youth his naked hand ...
... fall , And o'er each black and bearded face the white or crimson shawl , The yell of " Allah ! " breaks above the prayer and shriek and roar— Oh , blessed God ! the Algerine is lord of Baltimore ! Then flung the youth his naked hand ...
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... fall upon that cottage ! Another resort of ours , not a pilgrimage , but a haunt , was the forest of old pollards , known by the name of Burnham Beeches . A real forest it is - six hundred acres in extent , and varied by steep ...
... fall upon that cottage ! Another resort of ours , not a pilgrimage , but a haunt , was the forest of old pollards , known by the name of Burnham Beeches . A real forest it is - six hundred acres in extent , and varied by steep ...
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... fall those bonny flowers ! O how I love their petals bright ! Smoother than Ariel's moonlit brow ! The Water - Nymph's delight ! Those milk - white cups with a golden core , Like marble lamps , that throw So soft a light on the ...
... fall those bonny flowers ! O how I love their petals bright ! Smoother than Ariel's moonlit brow ! The Water - Nymph's delight ! Those milk - white cups with a golden core , Like marble lamps , that throw So soft a light on the ...
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... fall upon , and was infinitely delighted with the stories of the knights , and giants , and monsters , and brave houses which I found everywhere there ( though my understanding had little to do with all this ) ; and by degrees with the ...
... fall upon , and was infinitely delighted with the stories of the knights , and giants , and monsters , and brave houses which I found everywhere there ( though my understanding had little to do with all this ) ; and by degrees with the ...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Полный просмотр - 1858 |
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Стр. 548 - 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.
Стр. 318 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine! I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Стр. 317 - 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: Like a highborn maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view!
Стр. 547 - 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. 244 - ... 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.
Стр. 317 - 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.
Стр. 320 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Стр. 140 - 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. 182 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Стр. 432 - 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...