Rosamund Gray, Essays, Letters, and PoemsWillis P. Hazard, 1856 - Всего страниц: 425 |
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... morning , to make a posy to place in the bosom of her old blind friend . Rosamund had a very just notion of drawing , and would often employ her talent in making sketches of the sur- rounding scenery . On a landscape , a larger piece ...
... morning , to make a posy to place in the bosom of her old blind friend . Rosamund had a very just notion of drawing , and would often employ her talent in making sketches of the sur- rounding scenery . On a landscape , a larger piece ...
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... morning of the day in which he carried his present of fruit and flowers to Rosamund , his sister had observed him more than usually busy in the garden , culling fruit with a nicety of choice not common to him . She came up to him ...
... morning of the day in which he carried his present of fruit and flowers to Rosamund , his sister had observed him more than usually busy in the garden , culling fruit with a nicety of choice not common to him . She came up to him ...
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... morning for Edinburgh University . It was Allan's bosom friend — they had not met for some months - and it was probable a much longer time must intervene before they should meet again . Yet Allan could not help looking a little blank ...
... morning for Edinburgh University . It was Allan's bosom friend — they had not met for some months - and it was probable a much longer time must intervene before they should meet again . Yet Allan could not help looking a little blank ...
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... morning till night . He is perpetually forcing a smile into his poor pale cheeks -you know the sweetness of his smile , Maria . To - day , after dinner , when he took his glass of wine in his hand , he burst into tears , and would not ...
... morning till night . He is perpetually forcing a smile into his poor pale cheeks -you know the sweetness of his smile , Maria . To - day , after dinner , when he took his glass of wine in his hand , he burst into tears , and would not ...
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... morning - that Allan was dead - and who of all persons in the world do you think put on mourning for him ? Why - Matravis . This alone might cure me of superstitious thoughts , if I were inclined to them ; for why should Matravis mourn ...
... morning - that Allan was dead - and who of all persons in the world do you think put on mourning for him ? Why - Matravis . This alone might cure me of superstitious thoughts , if I were inclined to them ; for why should Matravis mourn ...
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Стр. 284 - Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces. Ghost-like I paced round the haunts of my childhood, Earth seemed a desert I was bound to traverse, Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces.
Стр. 283 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Стр. 95 - Tate has put his hook in the nostrils of this Leviathan, for Garrick and his followers, the showmen of the scene, to draw the mighty beast about more easily. A happy ending ! — as if the living martyrdom that Lear had gone through, — the flaying of his feelings alive, did not make a fair dismissal from the stage of life the only decorous thing for him.
Стр. 284 - Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Стр. 179 - But man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing nativities and deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting ceremonies of bravery in the infamy of his nature.
Стр. 129 - Philosophers place it in the rear of the head, and it seems the mine of memory lies there, because there men naturally dig for it, scratching it when they are at a loss.
Стр. 104 - Barabas is a mere monster, brought in with a large painted nose, to please the rabble. He kills in sport, poisons whole nunneries, invents infernal machines. He is just such an exhibition as a century or two earlier might "have been played before the Londoners, by the Royal command, when a general pillage and massacre of the Hebrews had been previously resolved on in the cahinet.
Стр. 275 - A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate That flush'd her spirit: I know not by what name beside I shall it call: if 'twas not pride, It was a joy to that allied She did inherit. Her parents held the Quaker rule, Which doth the human feeling cool, But she was train'd in Nature's school, Nature had blest her.
Стр. 97 - What we see upon a stage is body and bodily action ; what we are conscious of in reading is almost exclusively the mind, and its movements : and this I think may sufficiently account for the very different sort of delight with which the same play so often affects us in the reading and the seeing.
Стр. 91 - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.