The Treasury of Literature and Art: a Selection from the Best WritersW.P. Nimmo, 1872 - 160 pagina's |
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Pagina 15
... Joseph and Fanny , without the assistance of love . Here they arrived about noon , and Joseph proposed to Adams that they should rest a while in this delightful place , and refresh themselves with some provisions which the good - nature ...
... Joseph and Fanny , without the assistance of love . Here they arrived about noon , and Joseph proposed to Adams that they should rest a while in this delightful place , and refresh themselves with some provisions which the good - nature ...
Pagina 16
... Joseph , " to observe so few instances of charity among mankind ; for though the goodness of a man's heart did not incline him to relieve the distresses of his fellow - creatures , methinks the desire of honour should move him to it ...
... Joseph , " to observe so few instances of charity among mankind ; for though the goodness of a man's heart did not incline him to relieve the distresses of his fellow - creatures , methinks the desire of honour should move him to it ...
Pagina 17
... Joseph ; " some gentlemen of our cloth report charitable actions done by their lord and masters ; and I have heard Squire Pope , the great poet , at my lady's table , tell stories of a man that lived at a place called Ross , and another ...
... Joseph ; " some gentlemen of our cloth report charitable actions done by their lord and masters ; and I have heard Squire Pope , the great poet , at my lady's table , tell stories of a man that lived at a place called Ross , and another ...
Pagina 18
... Joseph , however , was not so unconcerned on this occasion ; he left Fanny for a moment to her- self , and ran to the gentlemen , who were immediately on their legs , shaking their ears , and easily with the help of his hand attained ...
... Joseph , however , was not so unconcerned on this occasion ; he left Fanny for a moment to her- self , and ran to the gentlemen , who were immediately on their legs , shaking their ears , and easily with the help of his hand attained ...
Pagina 19
... Joseph , who had been himself a sportsman in his youth , to attempt anything con- trary to the laws of hunting in favour of the hare , which he said was killed fairly . The hare was caught within a yard or two of Adams , who lay asleep ...
... Joseph , who had been himself a sportsman in his youth , to attempt anything con- trary to the laws of hunting in favour of the hare , which he said was killed fairly . The hare was caught within a yard or two of Adams , who lay asleep ...
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ABOU BEN ADHEM Adams appeared arms beheld beneath bride bridegroom Caliph cassock chamber cried dæmon dark death doctor dogs door doth dream Emilia and Julia enemy eyes farewell fate fear fell Ferdinand Frankenstein gallery gaze Giaour hall hand Harley hast hath heard heart heaven hollow hope hour hung Imoinde Isabella John Anderson Joseph Joseph Andrews journey knew lady LEIGH HUNT light look lost Manfred Maria Modern Prometheus Monimia ne'er never night Nouronihar o'er once Oroonoko passed perceived pockets poor postillion praise pre-Adamite pursued Rayland returned says seized Sicilian Romance sight silent sitting sledge sleep smile soon soul sound spirits staircase Stephen Evans stone stood Surinam tankard tears tell Tenterden terror thee things thou thought told took tower tree Tristram Shandy Vathek voice walk wild wind young
Populaire passages
Pagina 56 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Pagina 92 - I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to t,he same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong) us, shall we not revenge i if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Pagina 75 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There, ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Pagina 60 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Pagina 75 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
Pagina 119 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes...
Pagina 27 - Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet! Gazing, with a timid glance, On the brooklet's swift advance, On the river's broad expanse ! Deep and still, that gliding stream Beautiful to thee must seem, As the river of a dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian...
Pagina 24 - In a drear-nighted December Too happy, happy Tree Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity : The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them, Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime.
Pagina 59 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Pagina 119 - Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot.