The Indicator and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and Fire-side, Հատոր 1H. Colburn, 1835 |
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... Chimney Corner 99 66 66 XX . Thieves , Ancient and Modern 113 XXI . A few Thoughts on Sleep 160 XXII . The Fair Revenge 167 XXIII . Spirit of the Ancient Mythology 176 Page XXIV . Getting up on Cold Mornings 183 .... vi CONTENTS .
... Chimney Corner 99 66 66 XX . Thieves , Ancient and Modern 113 XXI . A few Thoughts on Sleep 160 XXII . The Fair Revenge 167 XXIII . Spirit of the Ancient Mythology 176 Page XXIV . Getting up on Cold Mornings 183 .... vi CONTENTS .
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... Thoughts on a Barouche - box ; Thoughts on a Hill of Considerable Eminence ; Meditations on a Pleas- ing Idea ; Materials for Drinking ; the Knocker , No. 1 ; —the Hippopotamus entered at Stationers ' Hall ; the Piano - forte of Paulus ...
... Thoughts on a Barouche - box ; Thoughts on a Hill of Considerable Eminence ; Meditations on a Pleas- ing Idea ; Materials for Drinking ; the Knocker , No. 1 ; —the Hippopotamus entered at Stationers ' Hall ; the Piano - forte of Paulus ...
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... thought , " says Sir Philip Sydney of his heroine in the Arcadia , " fell down from the trees to do homage to the apples of her breast . " The idea seems to have originated with Theocritus ( Idyl . 27. v . 50 , edit . Valckenaer ) ...
... thought , " says Sir Philip Sydney of his heroine in the Arcadia , " fell down from the trees to do homage to the apples of her breast . " The idea seems to have originated with Theocritus ( Idyl . 27. v . 50 , edit . Valckenaer ) ...
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... thought In her heroic breast so deeply would have wrought , That in her former suit she would have left to deal . But that most princely dame , as one devoured with zeal , Went on , and by that mean the city clearly freed . VI ...
... thought In her heroic breast so deeply would have wrought , That in her former suit she would have left to deal . But that most princely dame , as one devoured with zeal , Went on , and by that mean the city clearly freed . VI ...
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... thought to be of a strength incomparable . But Brandon grappled with him , and with seeming disdain and detection so pummelled him about the head with the hilt of his sword , that the blood burst through the vizor . Imagine the feelings ...
... thought to be of a strength incomparable . But Brandon grappled with him , and with seeming disdain and detection so pummelled him about the head with the hilt of his sword , that the blood burst through the vizor . Imagine the feelings ...
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Էջ 105 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Էջ 241 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Էջ 259 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Էջ 48 - 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 with the English man-ofwar, 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 287 - She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — "I love thee true.
Էջ 287 - La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
Էջ 267 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Էջ 260 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Էջ 105 - The western wave was all a-flame; The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Էջ 8 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...