Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volumes 5-6Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1880 |
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Pagina 20
... soon twists him down , And wins them but to lose them in his turn . Here rills of oily eloquence , in soft Meanders , lubricate the course they take ; The modest speaker is ashamed and grieved To engross a moment's notice , and yet begs ...
... soon twists him down , And wins them but to lose them in his turn . Here rills of oily eloquence , in soft Meanders , lubricate the course they take ; The modest speaker is ashamed and grieved To engross a moment's notice , and yet begs ...
Pagina 25
... soon replied : ' I do admire Of womankind but one , And you are she , my dearest dear ; Therefore it shall be done . E. L. vol . v . - 2 I am a linen - draper bold , As all the world doth know , And my good friend the calender Will lend ...
... soon replied : ' I do admire Of womankind but one , And you are she , my dearest dear ; Therefore it shall be done . E. L. vol . v . - 2 I am a linen - draper bold , As all the world doth know , And my good friend the calender Will lend ...
Pagina 26
... soon came down again ; For saddle - tree scarce reached had he , His journey to begin , When , turning round his head , he saw Three customers come in . So down he came ; for loss of time , Although it grieved him sore , Yet loss of ...
... soon came down again ; For saddle - tree scarce reached had he , His journey to begin , When , turning round his head , he saw Three customers come in . So down he came ; for loss of time , Although it grieved him sore , Yet loss of ...
Pagina 27
... soon be here- They are upon the road . ' The calender , right glad to find His friend in merry pin , * Returned him not a single word , But to the house went in ; Whence straight he came with hat and wig ; A wig that flowed behind , A ...
... soon be here- They are upon the road . ' The calender , right glad to find His friend in merry pin , * Returned him not a single word , But to the house went in ; Whence straight he came with hat and wig ; A wig that flowed behind , A ...
Pagina 37
... soon awake . ' ' She'll wake no more ! ' the hapless mourner cried , Upturned his eyes , and clasped his hands and sighed ; Stretched on the ground , a while entranced he lay , And pressed warm kisses on the lifeless clay ; And then ...
... soon awake . ' ' She'll wake no more ! ' the hapless mourner cried , Upturned his eyes , and clasped his hands and sighed ; Stretched on the ground , a while entranced he lay , And pressed warm kisses on the lifeless clay ; And then ...
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers Volledige weergave - 1880 |
Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers Volledige weergave - 1880 |
Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers,Robert Carruthers Volledige weergave - 1879 |
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Pagina 140 - tis her privilege. Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Pagina 324 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Pagina 158 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Pagina 290 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Pagina 137 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Pagina 247 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
Pagina 26 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Pagina 138 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood.
Pagina 297 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Pagina 291 - 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.