The Young Lady's ReaderS. Babcock, 1839 - 458 էջ |
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... thought , have walked awhile With the slow steps of indolence , my room , And then sat down composedly again To my quaint book of olden poetry . It is a kind of idleness , I know ; 18 YOUNG LADY'S READER . Evening, Croly, Idleness, Willis,
... thought , have walked awhile With the slow steps of indolence , my room , And then sat down composedly again To my quaint book of olden poetry . It is a kind of idleness , I know ; 18 YOUNG LADY'S READER . Evening, Croly, Idleness, Willis,
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... loved the best . They would have thought who heard the strain , They saw in Tempe''s vale her native maids , Amidst the festal - sounding shades , To some unwearied minstrel dancing , While , as his 22 YOUNG LADY'S READER .
... loved the best . They would have thought who heard the strain , They saw in Tempe''s vale her native maids , Amidst the festal - sounding shades , To some unwearied minstrel dancing , While , as his 22 YOUNG LADY'S READER .
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... thought , how much of power's excess Is theirs who raise the idol : -do we groan Beneath the personal force of this ... thoughts must fade All unsubstantial as the regal hues Of eve which purpled them , our cunning frailty Must robe a ...
... thought , how much of power's excess Is theirs who raise the idol : -do we groan Beneath the personal force of this ... thoughts must fade All unsubstantial as the regal hues Of eve which purpled them , our cunning frailty Must robe a ...
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... thoughts are suspended , and the mind quietly eddies round , instead of flowing onward- ( as at late evening in the ... thought to bring , And sat down by his bed , And pleasantly I tried to sing- They hushed me he is dead . They say ...
... thoughts are suspended , and the mind quietly eddies round , instead of flowing onward- ( as at late evening in the ... thought to bring , And sat down by his bed , And pleasantly I tried to sing- They hushed me he is dead . They say ...
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... thought ? I told you that Almighty Power Could break that withered shell , And show you , in a future hour , Something would please you well . Look at the chrysalis , my love , - An empty shell it lies ; Now raise your wandering glance ...
... thought ? I told you that Almighty Power Could break that withered shell , And show you , in a future hour , Something would please you well . Look at the chrysalis , my love , - An empty shell it lies ; Now raise your wandering glance ...
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Էջ 128 - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested. That is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Էջ 51 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
Էջ 338 - THAT time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Էջ 91 - Curse ye Meroz, (said the angel of the Lord,) curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.
Էջ 150 - Tunes her nocturnal note : thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Էջ 75 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw : Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...
Էջ 314 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Էջ 350 - I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story, — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Էջ 114 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines How silently! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black — An ebon mass. Methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge!
Էջ 438 - Farewell, Monsieur Traveller. Look you lisp, and wear strange suits ; disable all the benefits of your own country ; be out of love with your nativity; and almost chide God for making you that countenance you are : or I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola.