Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Том 2W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... kind , To thy fair flower add the rank smell of weeds : But why thy odour matcheth not thy show , To solve is this , -- that thou dost common grow . " Son . 69 . The next passage , however , is an acknowledgment , though on the part of ...
... kind , To thy fair flower add the rank smell of weeds : But why thy odour matcheth not thy show , To solve is this , -- that thou dost common grow . " Son . 69 . The next passage , however , is an acknowledgment , though on the part of ...
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... kind of waking night - mare . The lulls between the C. It was Charles the first , I think , who said that that was the best climate to which men might expose themselves with impunity the greatest number of hours in the day . He thought ...
... kind of waking night - mare . The lulls between the C. It was Charles the first , I think , who said that that was the best climate to which men might expose themselves with impunity the greatest number of hours in the day . He thought ...
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... kind regards , Oft vainly at her sacred altars fall . Her mood is changeful ever , and her dreams May mock the mental eye . As brief as bright , O'er life's dim land they flash their floods of light , To leave a denser gloom . The ...
... kind regards , Oft vainly at her sacred altars fall . Her mood is changeful ever , and her dreams May mock the mental eye . As brief as bright , O'er life's dim land they flash their floods of light , To leave a denser gloom . The ...
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... There was a great rage for poetry of a certain kind in the time of Pope ; but the flock of mocking birds who had got his tune by heart , without catching a single gleam of his inspiration 58 POETRY AND UTILITARIANISM .
... There was a great rage for poetry of a certain kind in the time of Pope ; but the flock of mocking birds who had got his tune by heart , without catching a single gleam of his inspiration 58 POETRY AND UTILITARIANISM .
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... kind has the highest subsistence , is full of divine good , and establishes the soul in all the causes of things . " Plato , according to Proclus , banished poetry from his commonwealth , not from any disrespect to the art itself , but ...
... kind has the highest subsistence , is full of divine good , and establishes the soul in all the causes of things . " Plato , according to Proclus , banished poetry from his commonwealth , not from any disrespect to the art itself , but ...
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Страница 193 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Страница 14 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Страница 191 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
Страница 10 - ... 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. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Страница 11 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Страница 218 - I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife...
Страница 190 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
Страница 27 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack!
Страница 226 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Страница 27 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.