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Էջ 12 - reckoned, in particular, on my aunt's living many years ; she was a very hearty old woman. But she was a mere skeleton before she died, looked more like a corpse that had lain weeks in the grave, than one fresh dead. ' Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes tobehold the sun; but
Էջ 5 - witcombats," (to dally awhile with the words of old Fuller), between him and CV Le G , " which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man of war ; Master C'oleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances.
Էջ 32 - love, thou feel'st a lover's case ; I read it in thy looks; thy languish! grace To me, that feel the like, thy state descries. Then, even of fellowship, О Moon, tell me, Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit? Are beauties there as proud as here they
Էջ 32 - sweet pillows, sweetest bed A chamber deaf to noise, and blind to light ; A rosy garland, and a weary head. And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shall in me, Livelier than elsewhere, STELLA'S image see.
Էջ 5 - PASS their annals by. Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the day-spring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee—the dark pillar not yet turned—Samuel Taylor Coleridge—Logician, Metaphysician, Bard !—How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, intranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the
Էջ 68 - who was a shrewd fellow, winked at the manifest iniquity of the decision : and when the court was dismissed, went privily, and bought up all the pigs that could be had for love or money. In a few days his Lordship's town-house was observed to
Էջ 54 - and think what we might spare it out of, and what saving we could hit upon, that should be an equivalent. A thing was worth buying then, when we felt the money that we paid for it. " Do you remember the brown suit, which you made to hang upon
Էջ 69 - impart a share of the good things of this life which fall to their lot (few as mine are in this kind) to a friend. I protest I take as great an interest in my friend's pleasures, his relishes, and proper satisfactions, as in mine own. "Presents," I often say, " endear Absents.