Rosamund Gray, essays, letters, and poemsW. P. Hazard, 1857 |
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... feeling of thy worth I dedicate . My verse was offered to an older friend ; The humbler prose has fallen to thy share : Nor could I miss the occasion to declare , What spoken in thy presence must offend- That , set aside some few ...
... feeling of thy worth I dedicate . My verse was offered to an older friend ; The humbler prose has fallen to thy share : Nor could I miss the occasion to declare , What spoken in thy presence must offend- That , set aside some few ...
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... feel you yet . " This she would sometimes say ; and we need not wonder to hear that Rosamund clave unto her grandmother . Margaret retained a spirit unbroken by calamity . There was a principle within , which it seemed as if no outward ...
... feel you yet . " This she would sometimes say ; and we need not wonder to hear that Rosamund clave unto her grandmother . Margaret retained a spirit unbroken by calamity . There was a principle within , which it seemed as if no outward ...
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... passes usually for clever or acute . From a child she was remarkably shy and thoughtful - this was taken for stupidity and want of feeling ; and the child has been sometimes whipped for being a stubborn thing , when her 2 ROSAMUMD GRAY .
... passes usually for clever or acute . From a child she was remarkably shy and thoughtful - this was taken for stupidity and want of feeling ; and the child has been sometimes whipped for being a stubborn thing , when her 2 ROSAMUMD GRAY .
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... but a boy , sighed for her . The moon is shining in so brightly at my window , where I write , that I feel it a crime not to suspend my employ- ment awhile to gaze at her . See how she glideth , in maiden honor , through ( 20 )
... but a boy , sighed for her . The moon is shining in so brightly at my window , where I write , that I feel it a crime not to suspend my employ- ment awhile to gaze at her . See how she glideth , in maiden honor , through ( 20 )
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... feel it warm and cheerful - and , if I lose the beauties of the season , I shall be very happy if you and Rosamund can take delight in this fine summer evening . " " I shall want to rob you of Rosamund's company now and then , if we ...
... feel it warm and cheerful - and , if I lose the beauties of the season , I shall be very happy if you and Rosamund can take delight in this fine summer evening . " " I shall want to rob you of Rosamund's company now and then , if we ...
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Стр. 143 - Achilles' image stood his spear Grip'd in an armed hand; himself behind Was left unseen, save to the eye of mind: A hand, a foot, a face, a leg, a head, Stood for the whole to be imagined.
Стр. 90 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Стр. 281 - Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man ; Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly ; Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.
Стр. 177 - 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. 281 - 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.
Стр. 292 - Jewel, Honey, Sweetheart, Bliss, And those forms of old admiring, Call her Cockatrice and Siren, Basilisk, and all that's evil, Witch, Hyena, Mermaid, Devil, Ethiop, Wench, and Blackamoor, Monkey, Ape, and twenty more; Friendly Trait'ress, loving Foe, — Not that she is truly so, But no other way they know A contentment to express, Borders so upon excess, That they do not rightly wot Whether it be pain or not.
Стр. 120 - Milton, as if personating one of the zealots of the old law, clothed himself when he sat down to paint the acts of Samson against the uncircumcised. The great obstacle to Chapman's translations" being read, is their unconquerable quaintness. He pours out in the same breath the most just and natural, and the most violent and crude expressions.
Стр. 82 - It may seem a paradox, but I cannot help being of opinion that the plays of Shakespeare are less calculated for performance on a stage, than those of almost any other dramatist whatever.
Стр. 307 - twere to tell, How with a nobler zeal, and warmer love, She served her heavenly master. I have seen That reverend form bent down with age and pain And rankling malady. Yet not for this Ceased she to praise her maker, or withdrew Her trust in him, her faith, and humble hope — So meekly had she learn'd to bear her cross — For she had studied patience in the school Of Christ, much comfort she had thence derived, And was a follower of the NAZARENE.
Стр. 273 - WHEN maidens such as Hester die Their place ye may not well supply, Though ye among a thousand try With vain endeavour. 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...