Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People, Том 1R. Bentley, 1852 - Всего страниц: 558 |
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... my extracts will be found to comprise the best bits of neglected authors ; and some , I think , as the noble murder speech of Daniel Webster , the poems of Thomas Davis , of Mrs. James Gray , of Mr. Darley , of Mr. Noel.
... my extracts will be found to comprise the best bits of neglected authors ; and some , I think , as the noble murder speech of Daniel Webster , the poems of Thomas Davis , of Mrs. James Gray , of Mr. Darley , of Mr. Noel.
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... poems in a book that for great and varied interest can hardly be surpassed . The " Lie , " is said to have been written by Sir Walter Raleigh the night before his execution . That it was written at that exact time is pretty well ...
... poems in a book that for great and varied interest can hardly be surpassed . The " Lie , " is said to have been written by Sir Walter Raleigh the night before his execution . That it was written at that exact time is pretty well ...
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... poems , a diamond amongst pebbles ; he never could have written it . It has been claimed for Steevens , who did the world good service as one of the earliest restorers of Shakespeare's text ; but who is almost as famous for his bitter ...
... poems , a diamond amongst pebbles ; he never could have written it . It has been claimed for Steevens , who did the world good service as one of the earliest restorers of Shakespeare's text ; but who is almost as famous for his bitter ...
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... poem , at least , may vie with those of Gerald Griffin in the high and rare merit of conveying the noblest sentiments in the simplest language . Away ! let nought to love displeasing , My Winifreda , move your care ; Let nought delay ...
... poem , at least , may vie with those of Gerald Griffin in the high and rare merit of conveying the noblest sentiments in the simplest language . Away ! let nought to love displeasing , My Winifreda , move your care ; Let nought delay ...
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... poems dwells upon it as a well - known fact , that up to this time the author of " The Sack of Baltimore " had never written a line of verse in his life , and was , indeed , far less sanguine than his coadjutors in the success of the ...
... poems dwells upon it as a well - known fact , that up to this time the author of " The Sack of Baltimore " had never written a line of verse in his life , and was , indeed , far less sanguine than his coadjutors in the success of the ...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Полный просмотр - 1858 |
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Стр. 233 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost...
Стр. 289 - Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.
Стр. 319 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Стр. 320 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, — All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy Love.
Стр. 222 - When upon some slight encouragement I first visited your Lordship, I was overpowered like the rest of mankind by the enchantment of your address, and could not forbear to wish that I might boast myself le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre...
Стр. 106 - There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair...
Стр. 48 - In the first rank of these did Zimri ' stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Стр. 235 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Стр. 221 - World,' that two papers, in which my ' Dictionary ' is recommended to the public, were written by your lordship. To be so distinguished, is an honour, which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge.
Стр. 152 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.