A Book for a Corner: Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of Enjoyment: with Comments on Each, and a Genera; Introduction, Том 1G. P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... things apart from it ; because business with him is not a mindless and merely instinctive industry , like that of a beetle rolling its ball of clay , but an exercise of faculties congenial with the other powers of the human being , and ...
... things apart from it ; because business with him is not a mindless and merely instinctive industry , like that of a beetle rolling its ball of clay , but an exercise of faculties congenial with the other powers of the human being , and ...
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... thing to approve in the closing chapters of our work . The greatest moneyed man of our time , Rothschild , who weighed kings in his balance , could not do without his house at Gunnersbury . Even the turbulent De Retz , according to ...
... thing to approve in the closing chapters of our work . The greatest moneyed man of our time , Rothschild , who weighed kings in his balance , could not do without his house at Gunnersbury . Even the turbulent De Retz , according to ...
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... things , shall dare to assert in what unreal corner of time and space that man's mind is ; or what better proof he has of the existence of the poor goods and chattels about him , which at that moment ( to him ) are non - existent ? " Oh ...
... things , shall dare to assert in what unreal corner of time and space that man's mind is ; or what better proof he has of the existence of the poor goods and chattels about him , which at that moment ( to him ) are non - existent ? " Oh ...
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... things to us are books , that , if habit and perception make the difference between real and unreal , we may say that we more frequently wake out of common life to them , than out of them to common life . Yet we do not find the life the ...
... things to us are books , that , if habit and perception make the difference between real and unreal , we may say that we more frequently wake out of common life to them , than out of them to common life . Yet we do not find the life the ...
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... things in our time as they have , and we are always ready to confront more if duty demand it . But we do not choose to be always suffering over again in books what we have suffered in the world . We prefer , when in a state of repose ...
... things in our time as they have , and we are always ready to confront more if duty demand it . But we do not choose to be always suffering over again in books what we have suffered in the world . We prefer , when in a state of repose ...
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Стр. 48 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Стр. 170 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Стр. 95 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Стр. 31 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Стр. 168 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Стр. 227 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the Sun upon...
Стр. 179 - Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep...
Стр. 226 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Стр. 226 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...