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Pàgina 8
... less for being fond of cherries . There is , I admit , a spice of vulgarity in him , and his song is rather of the Bloomfield sort , too largely ballasted with prose . His ethics are of the Poor Richard school , and the main chance ...
... less for being fond of cherries . There is , I admit , a spice of vulgarity in him , and his song is rather of the Bloomfield sort , too largely ballasted with prose . His ethics are of the Poor Richard school , and the main chance ...
Pàgina 9
... less refined abundance , but my cunning thieves preferred the foreign flavor . Could I tax them with want of taste ? There The robins are not good solo singers , but their chorus , as , like primitive fire - worshippers , they hail the ...
... less refined abundance , but my cunning thieves preferred the foreign flavor . Could I tax them with want of taste ? There The robins are not good solo singers , but their chorus , as , like primitive fire - worshippers , they hail the ...
Pàgina 10
... less ascetic than the frugal berry of the juniper , and he will answer that his vow forbids him . " Can such an open bosom cover such depravity ? Alas , yes ! I have no doubt his breast was redder at that very moment with the blood of ...
... less ascetic than the frugal berry of the juniper , and he will answer that his vow forbids him . " Can such an open bosom cover such depravity ? Alas , yes ! I have no doubt his breast was redder at that very moment with the blood of ...
Pàgina 14
... less sentimen- tal , and murmur soft nothings in a tone very unlike the grinding - organ repetition and loudness of their habitual song . The crow is very comical as a lover , and to hear him trying to soften his croak to the proper ...
... less sentimen- tal , and murmur soft nothings in a tone very unlike the grinding - organ repetition and loudness of their habitual song . The crow is very comical as a lover , and to hear him trying to soften his croak to the proper ...
Pàgina 21
... less wild . I once found a summer duck's nest within quarter of a mile of our house , but such a trou- vaille would be impossible now as Kidd's treasure . And yet the mere taming of the neighborhood does not quite satisfy me as an ...
... less wild . I once found a summer duck's nest within quarter of a mile of our house , but such a trou- vaille would be impossible now as Kidd's treasure . And yet the mere taming of the neighborhood does not quite satisfy me as an ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
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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 |