The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Томове 1–2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... eyes ) , * lie buried a multitude of persons of all ranks ; for it was once a monastery of Grey Friars . Among them is John of Bourbon , one of the prisoners taken at the battle of Agincourt . Here also lies Thomas Bur- dett , ancestor ...
... eyes ) , * lie buried a multitude of persons of all ranks ; for it was once a monastery of Grey Friars . Among them is John of Bourbon , one of the prisoners taken at the battle of Agincourt . Here also lies Thomas Bur- dett , ancestor ...
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... eyes Dread shapes of gods , and Phrygian deities , The great Penates ; whom with reverent joy I bore from out the heart of burning Troy . Plainly I saw them , standing in the light Which the moon poured into the room that night . And ...
... eyes Dread shapes of gods , and Phrygian deities , The great Penates ; whom with reverent joy I bore from out the heart of burning Troy . Plainly I saw them , standing in the light Which the moon poured into the room that night . And ...
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... eyes of others . It is for this reason that jests in company are sometimes built up by one hand after another ... eye hath seen such scare- crows . I'll not march through Coventry with them , that's flat.- Nay , and the villains march ...
... eyes of others . It is for this reason that jests in company are sometimes built up by one hand after another ... eye hath seen such scare- crows . I'll not march through Coventry with them , that's flat.- Nay , and the villains march ...
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... eyes of another ; and worldly power , which was at once to be enjoyed and despised by virtue of his office , had a zest given to its possession , of which the incredulousness of mere insincerity could know nothing . Thomas à Becket may ...
... eyes of another ; and worldly power , which was at once to be enjoyed and despised by virtue of his office , had a zest given to its possession , of which the incredulousness of mere insincerity could know nothing . Thomas à Becket may ...
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... eye of an eagle , or whatever other eyes there may be to look down upon them , they may appear like masses of cloudy gold . In fact , they are but clouds un- risen . The city of London , at the time we are writing this article , is ...
... eye of an eagle , or whatever other eyes there may be to look down upon them , they may appear like masses of cloudy gold . In fact , they are but clouds un- risen . The city of London , at the time we are writing this article , is ...
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Страница 176 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Страница 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Страница 191 - Saturn laughed and leaped 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: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Страница 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Страница 7 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tow'r...
Страница 197 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Страница 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Страница 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Страница 79 - See! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel! The western wave was all a-flame. The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Страница 212 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.