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... morning in '41 , I was proceeding to my chambers in- I had been engaged during the greater part of the night in a complicated inves- tigation , and having arrived at an opinion which I considered to be as well grounded as it would be ...
... morning in '41 , I was proceeding to my chambers in- I had been engaged during the greater part of the night in a complicated inves- tigation , and having arrived at an opinion which I considered to be as well grounded as it would be ...
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... morning to which I have adverted , I had resigned myself to the Spirit of the Air , — " The pleasant season did my heart employ ; My old remembrances went from me wholly , And all the ways of men , so vain and melancholy . " * " With ...
... morning to which I have adverted , I had resigned myself to the Spirit of the Air , — " The pleasant season did my heart employ ; My old remembrances went from me wholly , And all the ways of men , so vain and melancholy . " * " With ...
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... morning did it happen so ; " and having , in changing mood and by changing mo- tion nearly attained my destination , I had lingered in loving dalliance before the attractive exposition of a bibliopolist - one of those tempting arrays of ...
... morning did it happen so ; " and having , in changing mood and by changing mo- tion nearly attained my destination , I had lingered in loving dalliance before the attractive exposition of a bibliopolist - one of those tempting arrays of ...
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Christopher Legge Lordan. " O LIFE ! how pleasant in thy morning , Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning ! Cauld - pausing Caution's lessons scorning , We frisk away , Like school - boys at th ' expected warning , To joy and play ...
Christopher Legge Lordan. " O LIFE ! how pleasant in thy morning , Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning ! Cauld - pausing Caution's lessons scorning , We frisk away , Like school - boys at th ' expected warning , To joy and play ...
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... morning , and then he was discovered en attendant on the window ledge , in a frame of feathers That , in the various bustle of resort , Were all too ruffled and somewhat impaired . ' A luckless boon was freedom to Sir Fred ! The co ...
... morning , and then he was discovered en attendant on the window ledge , in a frame of feathers That , in the various bustle of resort , Were all too ruffled and somewhat impaired . ' A luckless boon was freedom to Sir Fred ! The co ...
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Page 145 - I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use ! As tho
Page 162 - Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Page 138 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Page 146 - With dripping rains, or withered by a frost, I would not yet exchange thy sullen skies And fields without a flower, for warmer France With all her vines ; nor for Ausonia's groves Of golden fruitage and her myrtle bowers.
Page 113 - Or like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings Give various response to each varying blast, To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last.
Page 136 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep...
Page 161 - His great works were performed under discountenance, and in blindness; but difficulties vanished at his touch ; he was born for whatever is arduous ; and his work is not the greatest of heroic poems, only because it is not the first.
Page 160 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder : nothing but thunder. Merciful heaven ! Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak, Than the soft myrtle...
Page 121 - List his discourse of war, and you shall hear A fearful battle render'd you in music: Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter...
Page 77 - More sweet than odours caught by him who sails Near spicy shores of Araby the blest, A thousand times more exquisitely sweet, The freight of holy feeling which we meet, In thoughtful moments, wafted by the gales From fields where good men walk, or bowers wherein they rest.