Papers of the Manchester Literary Club, Հատոր 30H. Rawson & Company, 1904 |
Այլ խմբագրություններ - View all
Common terms and phrases
admiration appear Aramits beautiful Boccaccio called Carrowmore century character Charles Charles Lamb Church comedy D'Artagnan Dante death delightful doubt Dumas English Ernest Dowson expression eyes Fountains Abbey genius George Gissing Gil Blas give Greenheys hand heart Henry Henry Vaughan Heywood honour human humour imagination interesting James Heywood John JOHN MORTIMER King known lady Lancashire Lesage letters literature lived London look lover Manchester Market-street Mémoires memory MILNER mind Molière Musketeers nature never novel original paper passed perhaps person Petrarch play poems poet poetical poetry Porthos prose Quincey Quincey's remarkable Ripon Road Sandraz scene seems Shakespeare side song sonnets soul spirit stone story street Suckling sweet tell thee things Thomas Thomas Traherne thou thought tion to-day town Vaughan verse volume whilst words Wordsworth writing
Սիրված հատվածներ
Էջ 85 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said : " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power, To kindle or restrain.
Էջ 85 - Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. "The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Էջ 309 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest, may know At first sight if the bird be flown; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul, when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
Էջ 88 - Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Էջ 347 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Էջ 117 - Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where grey-beard mirth, and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound, And news much older than their ale went round.
Էջ 89 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Էջ 99 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Էջ 324 - tis not done: the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done't.
Էջ 88 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.