The Atlantic Monthly, Том 20Atlantic Monthly Company, 1867 |
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... passed the Swan Inn , where Scott used to go daily to get a draught of liquor when he was visiting Words- worth , who had no wine nor other in- spiriting fluid in his house . It stands directly on the wayside , a small , white- washed ...
... passed the Swan Inn , where Scott used to go daily to get a draught of liquor when he was visiting Words- worth , who had no wine nor other in- spiriting fluid in his house . It stands directly on the wayside , a small , white- washed ...
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... passed Nab's cot- tage , in which De Quincey formerly lived , and where Hartley Coleridge Ived and died . It is a ... passing away , and society must assume new relations ; but there is no harm in believing that there has been something ...
... passed Nab's cot- tage , in which De Quincey formerly lived , and where Hartley Coleridge Ived and died . It is a ... passing away , and society must assume new relations ; but there is no harm in believing that there has been something ...
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... passed five years of the paternal reign of Nero ( a vir- tuous and a long - suffering prince , whom , singularly enough , no historic artist has yet arisen to whitewash ) , and was then brought out into the larger cell adjoining , to ...
... passed five years of the paternal reign of Nero ( a vir- tuous and a long - suffering prince , whom , singularly enough , no historic artist has yet arisen to whitewash ) , and was then brought out into the larger cell adjoining , to ...
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... passed from that place of fear . III . Pe- In the evening we sat talking at the Caff Pedrocchi with an abbate , an ac- quaintance of ours , who was a Profes- sor in the University of Padua . drocchi's is the great caffè of Padua , a ...
... passed from that place of fear . III . Pe- In the evening we sat talking at the Caff Pedrocchi with an abbate , an ac- quaintance of ours , who was a Profes- sor in the University of Padua . drocchi's is the great caffè of Padua , a ...
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... passed , accordingly , she had a horse saddled , and , dispensing with attendance , she rode rapidly over to his farm . The house door and half the windows stood open ; but no answer came to her re- peated summons . She made her way to ...
... passed , accordingly , she had a horse saddled , and , dispensing with attendance , she rode rapidly over to his farm . The house door and half the windows stood open ; but no answer came to her re- peated summons . She made her way to ...
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Страница 184 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Страница 579 - I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Страница 370 - Sadly, but not with upbraiding, The generous deed was done, In the storm of the years that are fading, No braver battle was won . Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Under the blossoms, the Blue, Under the garlands, the Gray.
Страница 369 - BY the flow of the inland river, Whence the fleets of iron have fled, Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver, Asleep are the ranks of the dead ; — Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day ; — Under the one, the Blue ; Under the other, the Gray.
Страница 48 - While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Страница 278 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Страница 579 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Страница 179 - Shakespeare's poems the creative power and the intellectual energy wrestle as in a war embrace. Each in its excess of strength seems to threaten the extinction of the other. At length in the drama they were reconciled, and fought each with its shield before the breast of the other.
Страница 180 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Страница 377 - In an age of fops and toys, Wanting wisdom, void of right, *° Who shall nerve heroic boys To hazard all in Freedom's fight, — Break sharply off their jolly games, Forsake their comrades gay And quit proud homes and youthful dames For famine, toil and fray?