EssaysW. Heinemann, 1896 - 312 էջ |
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... characteristic of all the figures in my narrow gallery of portraits . But I will say that they were most of them persons about whom hung an undefined promise of greater strength than ever issued in performance . The causes of their ...
... characteristic of all the figures in my narrow gallery of portraits . But I will say that they were most of them persons about whom hung an undefined promise of greater strength than ever issued in performance . The causes of their ...
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... characteristics . There was no one to whose ruling speakers deferred . one knew what subject was to be discussed next , often hardly what was under discussion . A third of the members disappeared , after what an eye - witness called a ...
... characteristics . There was no one to whose ruling speakers deferred . one knew what subject was to be discussed next , often hardly what was under discussion . A third of the members disappeared , after what an eye - witness called a ...
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... rated and confuted and silenced . The matter is exquisitely characteristic of Laud , both in the idea and in the method of carrying it out . " Mr. Hales came , " says Heylyn , " about nine o'clock to Lambeth on a summer morning John Hales ...
... rated and confuted and silenced . The matter is exquisitely characteristic of Laud , both in the idea and in the method of carrying it out . " Mr. Hales came , " says Heylyn , " about nine o'clock to Lambeth on a summer morning John Hales ...
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... characteristics , in his gloom , his greediness , his disputatious talk , to the great Samuel of that ilk , in all but the stern religious fibre that is somehow the charm of the latter . It was in London , at one of these convivial John ...
... characteristics , in his gloom , his greediness , his disputatious talk , to the great Samuel of that ilk , in all but the stern religious fibre that is somehow the charm of the latter . It was in London , at one of these convivial John ...
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... characteristic . And every now and then , when pen and paper lay in his way , he would scribble off a rough sketch , as an artist jots down heads and limbs , towers and copses on his blotting - paper , a mental caricature of one of the ...
... characteristic . And every now and then , when pen and paper lay in his way , he would scribble off a rough sketch , as an artist jots down heads and limbs , towers and copses on his blotting - paper , a mental caricature of one of the ...
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Էջ 271 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way ? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place ? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face ? You cannot miss that inn.
Էջ 190 - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
Էջ 98 - On future broken bones and bruises, If he should chance to fall. No ; not a single thought like that Employs his. philosophic pate, Or troubles it at all. He sees that this great roundabout, The world, with all its motley rout, Church, army, physic, law, Its customs, and its businesses, Are no concern at all of his, And says — what says he? —
Էջ 163 - Felpham is a sweet place for study, because it is more spiritual than London. Heaven opens here on all sides her golden gates : her windows are not obstructed by vapours ; voices of celestial inhabitants are more distinctly heard, and their forms more distinctly seen ; and my cottage is also a shadow of their houses.
Էջ 75 - Thou hast not missed one thought that could be fit, And all that was improper dost omit : So that no room is here for writers left, But to detect their ignorance or theft.
Էջ 75 - Tis madness to resist or blame The face of angry heaven's flame ; And if we would speak true, Much to the Man is due Who, from his private gardens, where He lived reserved and austere (As if his highest plot To plant the bergamot) Could by industrious valour climb To ruin the great work of time, And cast the Kingdoms old Into another mould.
Էջ 268 - My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot ; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit ; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea ; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is come to me.
Էջ 208 - ... (As if God's finger touched but did not press In making England ) , such an up and down Of verdure, — nothing too much up or down, A ripple of land; such little hills, the sky Can stoop to tenderly and the wheatfields climb; Such nooks of valleys lined with orchises, Fed full of noises by invisible streams; And open pastures where you scarcely tell White daisies from white dew, — at intervals The mythic oaks and elm-trees standing out Self-poised upon their prodigy of shade, — I thought...
Էջ 120 - I have at the distance of half a mile, through a green lane, a forest (the vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself.
Էջ 119 - In the same pious confidence, beside her friend and sister, here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray, widow, the careful, tender mother of many children, one of whom alone had the misfortune to survive her.