My Study WindowsJ.R. Osgood, 1871 - 433 pàgines |
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Pàgina 2
... humor , so much the more delicious because unsuspected by the author . How pleasant is his innocent vanity in adding to the list of the British , and still more of the Selbornian , fauna ! I believe he would gladly have con- sented to ...
... humor , so much the more delicious because unsuspected by the author . How pleasant is his innocent vanity in adding to the list of the British , and still more of the Selbornian , fauna ! I believe he would gladly have con- sented to ...
Pàgina 27
... humor for both . After she has become Mrs. Summer she grows a little more staid in her demeanor ; and her abundant table , where you are sure to get the earliest fruits and vegetables of the season , is a good foundation for steady ...
... humor for both . After she has become Mrs. Summer she grows a little more staid in her demeanor ; and her abundant table , where you are sure to get the earliest fruits and vegetables of the season , is a good foundation for steady ...
Pàgina 31
... humor , and I like it because old Whitebeard gets toler- ably fair play . The jolly old fellow boasts of his rate of living , with that contempt of poverty which is the weak spot in the burly English nature . Jà Dieu ne place que me ...
... humor , and I like it because old Whitebeard gets toler- ably fair play . The jolly old fellow boasts of his rate of living , with that contempt of poverty which is the weak spot in the burly English nature . Jà Dieu ne place que me ...
Pàgina 46
... humor under fire of him who fell in the front at Ball's Bluff , the silent pertinacity of the gentle scholar who got his last hurt at Fair Oaks , the ardor in the charge of the gallant gentleman who , with the death - wound in his side ...
... humor under fire of him who fell in the front at Ball's Bluff , the silent pertinacity of the gentle scholar who got his last hurt at Fair Oaks , the ardor in the charge of the gallant gentleman who , with the death - wound in his side ...
Pàgina 47
... humor or despondency . They say that this rarefied atmosphere has lessened the capacity of our lungs . Be it so . Quart- pots are for muddier liquor than nectar . To me , the city in winter is infinitely dreary , the sharp street ...
... humor or despondency . They say that this rarefied atmosphere has lessened the capacity of our lungs . Be it so . Quart- pots are for muddier liquor than nectar . To me , the city in winter is infinitely dreary , the sharp street ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
admirable æsthetic beauty Ben Jonson better birds blank verse called Canterbury Tales Carlyle Carlyle's character charm Châteaubriand Chaucer criticism Dante divine doubt edition editor Emerson England English example fancy feeling force French genius George Wither give Goethe grace Halliwell Hazlitt Homer human nature humor ideal imagination instinct Josiah Quincy kind language less Lincoln literary literature living look Marie de France matter means metrist mind modern moral never once original passage passion Percival perhaps Petrarch phrase Piers Ploughman poem poet poetic poetry political Pope Pope's prose Provençal Quincy reader Ritson Roman Rutebeuf satire seems sense sentiment Shakespeare snow soul speak style sure taste thing thou thought tion Trouvères true verse Voltaire whole winter word Wordsworth write
Passatges populars
Pàgina 419 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect in vile Man that mourns, As the rapt Seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no...
Pàgina 417 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Pàgina 422 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Pàgina 412 - water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Pàgina 418 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Pàgina 415 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Pàgina 418 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Pàgina 345 - And when he came unto Lehi, the Philistines shouted against him : and the Spirit of the Lord came mightily upon him, and the cords that were upon his arms became as flax that was burnt with fire, and his bands loosed from off his hands. And he found a new jawbone of an ass, and put forth his hand, and took it, and slew a thousand men therewith.
Pàgina 417 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below?
Pàgina 236 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Referències a aquest llibre
A History of English Romanticism in the Eighteenth Century, Volum 10 Henry Augustin Beers Visualització completa - 1898 |
Fictions of Reality in the Age of Hume and Johnson, Volum 10 Leopold Damrosch Previsualització limitada - 1989 |