English Men of Letters: Scott by Richard H. Hutton, 1899. Robert Burns, by Principal Shairp, new ed. 1895; Coleridge, by H.D. Traill, 1898Macmillan and Company, 1899 |
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... once it led him to take an advan- tage which caused him many compunctions in after - life , whenever he recalled his skilful puerile tactics . On one occasion - I tell the story as he himself rehearsed it to Samuel Rogers , almost at ...
... once it led him to take an advan- tage which caused him many compunctions in after - life , whenever he recalled his skilful puerile tactics . On one occasion - I tell the story as he himself rehearsed it to Samuel Rogers , almost at ...
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... once naturalized in his mind , would have discontented him with that quick , sharp , metrical tramp of his own moss- troopers , to which alone his genius as a poet was per- fectly suited . It might be supposed that with these romantic ...
... once naturalized in his mind , would have discontented him with that quick , sharp , metrical tramp of his own moss- troopers , to which alone his genius as a poet was per- fectly suited . It might be supposed that with these romantic ...
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... we had many , no creature could be so indifferent which way our course was directed , and I acquiesced in what any one proposed ; but if I was once driven to make a choice , and felt piqued in n . ] 21 YOUTH - CHOICE OF A PROFESSION .
... we had many , no creature could be so indifferent which way our course was directed , and I acquiesced in what any one proposed ; but if I was once driven to make a choice , and felt piqued in n . ] 21 YOUTH - CHOICE OF A PROFESSION .
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... once affirmed of himself , that for the purpose of one particular poem , he " who blows through bronze , " had " breathed through silver , " - had " curbed the liberal hand subservient proudly , ” — and tamed his spirit to a key ...
... once affirmed of himself , that for the purpose of one particular poem , he " who blows through bronze , " had " breathed through silver , " - had " curbed the liberal hand subservient proudly , ” — and tamed his spirit to a key ...
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... once said of them , " Mr. Scott always seems to me like a glass , through which the rays of admiration pass without sensibly affecting it ; but the bit of paper that lies beside it will presently be in a blaze , and no wonder . " The ...
... once said of them , " Mr. Scott always seems to me like a glass , through which the rays of admiration pass without sensibly affecting it ; but the bit of paper that lies beside it will presently be in a blaze , and no wonder . " The ...
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Стр. 43 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines...
Стр. 85 - And mony a hill between ; But, day and night, my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Стр. 79 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, In word, or sigh, or tear— 0 Lady!
Стр. 163 - Wi" thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.
Стр. 99 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi...
Стр. 43 - On awaking he appeared to himself to have a distinct recollection of the whole, and taking his pen, ink, and paper, instantly and eagerly wrote down the lines that are here preserved. At this moment he was unfortunately called out by a person on business from Porlock...
Стр. 125 - Had we never loved so kindly, ' Had we never loved so blindly, ' Never met or never parted, ' We had ne'er been broken•hearted.
Стр. 91 - That young lady had a talent for describing the involvements and feelings and characters of ordinary life, which is to me the most wonderful I ever met with. The Big Bow-wow strain I can do myself like any now going ; but the exquisite touch, which renders ordinary commonplace things and characters interesting, from the truth of the description and the sentiment, is denied to me.
Стр. 81 - There was a time when, though my path was rough, This joy within me dallied with distress, And all misfortunes were but as the stuff Whence Fancy made me dreams of happiness : For hope grew round me, like the twining vine, And fruits, and foliage, not my own, seemed mine.
Стр. 208 - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the day-spring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus...