Rogers and His Contemporaries, Том 2Smith, Elder, 1889 |
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admiration affectionate agreeable asked beautiful believe breakfast Broadstairs Brougham to Samuel called Campbell CHARLES DICKENS Charles Sumner Crabb Robinson dear Rogers,-I dear Sir death delighted Denman dine dinner Duke edition Edward Everett England feel give gone happy hear Henry Holland House honour hope interest Italy James's Place Joanna Baillie kind Lady Holland Lady Morgan live London look Lord Brougham LORD BROUGHAM'S LETTERS Lord Glenelg Lord Grey Lord John Russell Luttrell Macaulay Moore Moore's morning never night Paris party person pleasure poems poet poor portrait Pray recollections remember replied Richard Sharp Rogers to Sarah Rogers's Samuel Rogers Samuel Sharpe Sarah Rogers seen sent Sharpe sincerely sister story Street summer Sydney Smith talk tell thank things thought to-day told truly volume walk Whig William Wordsworth wish Wordsworth writes written wrote yesterday
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Стр. 173 - But his doom .Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him. Round he throws his baleful eyes, That witnessed huge affliction and dismay, Mixed with obdurate pride and steadfast hate. At once, as far as angels...
Стр. 298 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates ! The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible : and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets, as in a dream...
Стр. 204 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown ; No traveller ever reach'd that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briers in his road.
Стр. 299 - Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates! The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible: and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets, as in a dream, So smoothly, silently — by many a dome, Mosque-like, and many a stately portico, The statues ranged along an azure sky; By many a pile, in more than Eastern pride, Of old the residence of merchant kings; The fronts of some, tho' time had shatter'd them,...
Стр. 260 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of Fate are mine: Not Heaven itself upon the Past has power, But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
Стр. 260 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Стр. 316 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...
Стр. 136 - THAT time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie...
Стр. 5 - The adventurous boy, that asks his little share, And hies from home with many a gossip's prayer, Turns on the neighbouring hill, once more to see The dear abode of peace and privacy...
Стр. 334 - En ego, cum caream patria vobisque domoque, raptaque sint, adimi quae potuere mihi, ingenio tamen ipse meo comitorque fruorque: Caesar in hoc potuit iuris habere nihil.