The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Объемы 1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... Xenophon in his famous retreat with fences , or Xerxes , with tent - pins , or Alexander with a javelin , or Sardana- palus with tarts , or Solomon with a simile for his mistress ' lips , or Jacob with a crook , or Methusalem with ...
... Xenophon in his famous retreat with fences , or Xerxes , with tent - pins , or Alexander with a javelin , or Sardana- palus with tarts , or Solomon with a simile for his mistress ' lips , or Jacob with a crook , or Methusalem with ...
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... Xenophon , which was in a narrow passage , he barred up the way with his stick , and asked him , in his good - natured man- ner , where provisions were to be had . Xenophon having told him , he asked again if he knew where virtue and ...
... Xenophon , which was in a narrow passage , he barred up the way with his stick , and asked him , in his good - natured man- ner , where provisions were to be had . Xenophon having told him , he asked again if he knew where virtue and ...
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... Xenophon that he never mentions Plato . The greater part of the miscellaneous poetry of the Greeks is lost ; or we should doubtless see numerous evidences of the intercourse of their authors . The Greek poets of Sicily , Theocritus and ...
... Xenophon that he never mentions Plato . The greater part of the miscellaneous poetry of the Greeks is lost ; or we should doubtless see numerous evidences of the intercourse of their authors . The Greek poets of Sicily , Theocritus and ...
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... Xenophon , is not a mere chess - player of this description , with the addition of greater self - possession . His main faculty is of the geometri- cal or proportion - giving order ; of which it is remarkable , that it is the only one ...
... Xenophon , is not a mere chess - player of this description , with the addition of greater self - possession . His main faculty is of the geometri- cal or proportion - giving order ; of which it is remarkable , that it is the only one ...
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Стр. 101 - 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. 4 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Стр. 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Стр. 191 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Стр. 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Стр. 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Стр. 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Стр. 79 - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' The western wave was all a-flame, The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun ; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Стр. 65 - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Стр. 197 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.