The Man about Town, Հատորներ 1-2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1839 |
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... hear him ( so blest ! ) smacking his lips at the promised pleasure ! How one's eyes watches his eyes , brightning up with hope that his " going into the country " will do him good ; and how they try to squeeze in - not out- something ...
... hear him ( so blest ! ) smacking his lips at the promised pleasure ! How one's eyes watches his eyes , brightning up with hope that his " going into the country " will do him good ; and how they try to squeeze in - not out- something ...
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... hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn : " - 99 Proteus has shrunk back into the obscurest depths of the watery world , and Triton's horn is silent . -no -no " No satyrs in the shade are heard to languish , And make the shepherds ...
... hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn : " - 99 Proteus has shrunk back into the obscurest depths of the watery world , and Triton's horn is silent . -no -no " No satyrs in the shade are heard to languish , And make the shepherds ...
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... hears them full of praise and jubilant with joy ? " What soul can be so sick , which by their songs , Attired in sweetness , sweetly is not driven Quite to forget Earth's turmoils , spites , and wrongs , And lift a reverend eye and ...
... hears them full of praise and jubilant with joy ? " What soul can be so sick , which by their songs , Attired in sweetness , sweetly is not driven Quite to forget Earth's turmoils , spites , and wrongs , And lift a reverend eye and ...
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... hear the multitudinous roar and movement of a mighty people in the dead silence of an unpeopled solitude . Though Byron has said " Alone , Man with his God must strive , " whatever that god may be - demon or angel — I say , with Cowley ...
... hear the multitudinous roar and movement of a mighty people in the dead silence of an unpeopled solitude . Though Byron has said " Alone , Man with his God must strive , " whatever that god may be - demon or angel — I say , with Cowley ...
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... hear and understand him so well and clearly , as in the walks of Nature's Academe . There you wander hand in hand together -humble scholar and mighty master ; but he esteems you as not unworthy to be taught , for you are " all ear to hear ...
... hear and understand him so well and clearly , as in the walks of Nature's Academe . There you wander hand in hand together -humble scholar and mighty master ; but he esteems you as not unworthy to be taught , for you are " all ear to hear ...
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Էջ 50 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Էջ 177 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise— Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Էջ 48 - 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.
Էջ 24 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear ; Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal.
Էջ 31 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on! With easy force it opens all the cells Where memory slept. Wherever I have heard A kindred melody, the scene recurs, And with it all its pleasures and its pains.
Էջ 49 - AH, Ben ! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Էջ 47 - 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...
Էջ 47 - Beaumont, Fletcher, Selden, Cotton, Carew, Martin, Donne, and many others, whose names, even at this distant period, call up a mingled feeling of reverence and respect.
Էջ 19 - A silver stream shall roll his waters near, Gilt with the sunbeams here and there, On whose enamelled bank I 'll walk, And see how prettily they smile, and hear How prettily they talk.
Էջ 23 - How charming is divine philosophy ! Not harsh, and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.