Recollections of a Literary Life: And Selections from My Favourite Poets and Prose WritersBentley, 1883 - 516 էջ |
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... grace our blood ? We'll shine in more substantial honours , And to be noble we'll be good . Our name , while virtue thus we tender , Shall sweetly sound where'er ' tis spoke ; And all the great ones , they shall wonder How they respect ...
... grace our blood ? We'll shine in more substantial honours , And to be noble we'll be good . Our name , while virtue thus we tender , Shall sweetly sound where'er ' tis spoke ; And all the great ones , they shall wonder How they respect ...
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... grace and sentiment . A lover sings it to his mistress : - ' Tis not for love of gold I go , ' Tis not for love of fame ; Though Fortune may her sinile bestow , And I may win a name , Ailleen ; And I may win a name . And yet it is for ...
... grace and sentiment . A lover sings it to his mistress : - ' Tis not for love of gold I go , ' Tis not for love of fame ; Though Fortune may her sinile bestow , And I may win a name , Ailleen ; And I may win a name . And yet it is for ...
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... grace , the finish , and the clearness which his verse too often wants . That there is one cry which pervades them- vanity of vanities ! all is vanity ! -that there is an almost ostentatious longing for obscurity and retirement , may be ...
... grace , the finish , and the clearness which his verse too often wants . That there is one cry which pervades them- vanity of vanities ! all is vanity ! -that there is an almost ostentatious longing for obscurity and retirement , may be ...
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... grace , spirit , and delicacy will never be surpassed . OF SOLITUDE . Hail , old patrician trees , so great and good ! Hail , ye plebeian underwood ! Where the poetic birds rejoice , And for their quiet nests and plenteous food , Pay ...
... grace , spirit , and delicacy will never be surpassed . OF SOLITUDE . Hail , old patrician trees , so great and good ! Hail , ye plebeian underwood ! Where the poetic birds rejoice , And for their quiet nests and plenteous food , Pay ...
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... grace and melody enchant the young ; the unaffected and all - pervading piety satisfies the serious ; and a certain slight touch of mysticism carries the imaginative reader fairly off his feet . For my own part , I confess , not only to ...
... grace and melody enchant the young ; the unaffected and all - pervading piety satisfies the serious ; and a certain slight touch of mysticism carries the imaginative reader fairly off his feet . For my own part , I confess , not only to ...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: And Selections from My Favourite Poets and ... Mary Russell Mitford Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1859 |
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admirable amongst ballads beautiful Ben Jonson bird Bonny Dundee Bradshaigh bright brother called charming dear death delight doth EACUS English EURIPIDES eyes fair father fear feeling flowers Gelert gentlemen Gerald Griffin give Goodere grace hand happy hath hear heard heart Hepzibah honour horse Joanna Baillie John Banim John Clare King knew Kyng lady laughed letters light lived look Lord Mahony maid mignonette Molière morning murder nature never night noble o'er once Pan is dead passed person pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seemed sing smile song spirit story sweet tears tell thee There's things Thomas Holcroft thou thought took trees Ufton Court verse walk whilst wild Winthrop Mackworth Praed wirra-sthru wonder words write wyfe XANTHIAS young youth
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Էջ 61 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian. Whose portal we call Death.
Էջ 295 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Էջ 185 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Էջ 87 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, , bring again, ' . -' Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Էջ 167 - Not a word to each other ; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Էջ 226 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Էջ 185 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Էջ 368 - Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Էջ 293 - What thou art we know not : what is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
Էջ 296 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.