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... depart . I could then write on my tomb- GRATEFUL AND CONTENTED ! But I have thought and suffered too much to be willing to have thought and suffered in vain ! -In looking back , it sometimes appears to me as if I ON THE FEAR OF DEATH .
... depart . I could then write on my tomb- GRATEFUL AND CONTENTED ! But I have thought and suffered too much to be willing to have thought and suffered in vain ! -In looking back , it sometimes appears to me as if I ON THE FEAR OF DEATH .
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... writer . The bold , happy texture of his style , in which every word is prominent , and yet cannot be torn from its place without violence , any more than a limb from the body , is ( one should think ) the result either of vigilant ...
... writer . The bold , happy texture of his style , in which every word is prominent , and yet cannot be torn from its place without violence , any more than a limb from the body , is ( one should think ) the result either of vigilant ...
Էջ 35
... write a book or paint a picture , while another is deliberating about the plan or the title - page . The great painters were able to do so much , because they knew exactly what they meant to do , and how to set about it . They were ...
... write a book or paint a picture , while another is deliberating about the plan or the title - page . The great painters were able to do so much , because they knew exactly what they meant to do , and how to set about it . They were ...
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... writer ought never to hesitate for a sentence from the mo- ment he sets pen to paper , or think about the course he ... write folios myself , if I rose early and sat up late at this kind of occupa- tion . But I confess I should be soon ...
... writer ought never to hesitate for a sentence from the mo- ment he sets pen to paper , or think about the course he ... write folios myself , if I rose early and sat up late at this kind of occupa- tion . But I confess I should be soon ...
Էջ 37
... writer of Sonnets . ( which Wordsworth has thought worth trans- lating ) and the friend of Dante . Salvator was a lutenist and a satirist . Titian was an elegant letter - writer , and a finished gentle- man . Sir Joshua Reynolds's ...
... writer of Sonnets . ( which Wordsworth has thought worth trans- lating ) and the friend of Dante . Salvator was a lutenist and a satirist . Titian was an elegant letter - writer , and a finished gentle- man . Sir Joshua Reynolds's ...
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Էջ 43 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost...
Էջ 33 - I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Էջ 44 - For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Էջ 14 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Even from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Even in our ashes live their wonted fires.
Էջ 141 - With what eagerness I used to look forward to the next number, and open the prints ! Ah ! never again shall I feel the enthusiastic delight with which I gazed at the figures, and anticipated the story and adventures of Major Bath and Commodore Trunnion, of Trim and my Uncle Toby, of Don Quixote and Sancho and Dapple, of Gil Bias and Dame Lorenza Sephora, of Laura and the fair Lucretia, whose lips open and shut like buds of roses. To what nameless ideas did they give rise, — with what airy delights...
Էջ 236 - Time travels in divers paces with divers persons : I'll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
Էջ 272 - Still green with bays each ancient altar stands Above the reach of sacrilegious hands, Secure from flames, from Envy's fiercer rage, Destructive war, and all-involving Age. See from each clime the learn'd their incense bring ! Hear in all tongues consenting paeans ring!
Էջ 225 - T' entomb his Britons slain by Hengist's guile : Or Druid priests, sprinkled with human gore, Taught mid thy massy maze their mystic lore: Or Danish chiefs, enrich'd with savage spoil, To victory's idol vast, an unhewn shrine, Rear'd the rude heap, or in thy hallow'd ground Repose the kings of Brutus...
Էջ 44 - High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Էջ 139 - ... contents of the work brought back to my mind in all their vividness, but the old associations of the faces and persons of those I then knew, as they were in their life-time — the place where I sat to read the volume, the day when I got it, the feeling of the air, the fields, the sky — return, and all my early impressions with them. This is better to me — those places, those times, those persons, and those feelings that come across me as I retrace the story and devour the page, are to me...