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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... seems to have pitied almost more than he loved . At the age of eighteen months the boy had a teething - fever , ending in a life - long lameness ; and this was the reason why the child was sent to reside with his grandfather - the ...
... seems to have pitied almost more than he loved . At the age of eighteen months the boy had a teething - fever , ending in a life - long lameness ; and this was the reason why the child was sent to reside with his grandfather - the ...
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... seems to have made in any one year was short of 2301. , and latterly his practice was much diminishing instead of increasing . His own impatience of solicitors ' patronage was against him ; his well - known dabblings in poetry were ...
... seems to have made in any one year was short of 2301. , and latterly his practice was much diminishing instead of increasing . His own impatience of solicitors ' patronage was against him ; his well - known dabblings in poetry were ...
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... seem very likely that a man of so much force as Scott , who certainly had at one time assured himself at least of the ... seems to me to suggest that there may have been some misunderstanding between the young people , though I am not ...
... seem very likely that a man of so much force as Scott , who certainly had at one time assured himself at least of the ... seems to me to suggest that there may have been some misunderstanding between the young people , though I am not ...
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... seems to give her deep - rooted sorrow words , and that is a mental blood - letting . To me these things are now matter of calm and solemn recollection , never to be forgotten , yet scarce to be remembered with pain . " It was in 1797 ...
... seems to give her deep - rooted sorrow words , and that is a mental blood - letting . To me these things are now matter of calm and solemn recollection , never to be forgotten , yet scarce to be remembered with pain . " It was in 1797 ...
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... who had died early in the revo- lution . She had come after her father's death to Eng- land , chiefly , it seems , because in the Marquis of Down- D shire , who was an old friend of the family III . ] 33 LOVE AND MARRIAGE .
... who had died early in the revo- lution . She had come after her father's death to Eng- land , chiefly , it seems , because in the Marquis of Down- D shire , who was an old friend of the family III . ] 33 LOVE AND MARRIAGE .
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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...