The Seer: Or, Common-places Refreshed, Volum 2Roberts, 1864 |
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Pàgina 7
... once of all that may be objected to poor Pussy , as boys at school get down their bad dumpling as fast as possible , before the meat comes ) , we own we have an objection to the way in which a cat sports with a mouse before she kills it ...
... once of all that may be objected to poor Pussy , as boys at school get down their bad dumpling as fast as possible , before the meat comes ) , we own we have an objection to the way in which a cat sports with a mouse before she kills it ...
Pàgina 31
... once take a wrong bias , it will be difficult to set you right again . If natures could be exchanged , gladly would I exchange with you . I do all I can to rouse myself to animation . I try to be less tedious ; but , the more haste I ...
... once take a wrong bias , it will be difficult to set you right again . If natures could be exchanged , gladly would I exchange with you . I do all I can to rouse myself to animation . I try to be less tedious ; but , the more haste I ...
Pàgina 67
... once fit and unfit for the task ; being in the condition of the little boy at school , who , when asked the Latin for “ cold , ” said he had it " at his fingers ' ends . " But this helps us to set off with a right taste of our subject ...
... once fit and unfit for the task ; being in the condition of the little boy at school , who , when asked the Latin for “ cold , ” said he had it " at his fingers ' ends . " But this helps us to set off with a right taste of our subject ...
Pàgina 71
... once warm and numb in the feet , from the tight effect of the skates ; and you carry them with an ostentatious air of indifference , as if you had done wonders ; whereas you have fairly had three slips , and can barely achieve the ...
... once warm and numb in the feet , from the tight effect of the skates ; and you carry them with an ostentatious air of indifference , as if you had done wonders ; whereas you have fairly had three slips , and can barely achieve the ...
Pàgina 78
... once Have I , reclining back upon my heels , Stopped short ; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me , even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round ! Behind me did they stretch in solemn train , Feebler and ...
... once Have I , reclining back upon my heels , Stopped short ; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me , even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round ! Behind me did they stretch in solemn train , Feebler and ...
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The Seer; Or Common-Places refreshed: By Leigh Hunt. In 2 Parts. II Leigh Hunt Visualització completa - 1850 |
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Pàgina 56 - Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow, and in his pained heart Made purple riot: then doth he propose A stratagem that makes the beldame start: "A cruel man and impious thou art...
Pàgina 97 - HOW oft, when thou, my music, music play'st, Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap To kiss the tender inward of thy hand, Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap, At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
Pàgina 60 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Pàgina 58 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
Pàgina 53 - Fix'd on the floor, saw many a sweeping train Pass by — she heeded not at all: in vain Came many a tiptoe, amorous cavalier, And back retir'd; not cool'd by high disdain, But she saw not: her heart was otherwhere: She sigh'd for Agnes' dreams, the sweetest of the year.
Pàgina 63 - These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver : sumptuous they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thec, so my soul doth ache.
Pàgina 48 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold; Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Pàgina 77 - The village-clock tolled six— I wheeled about, Proud and exulting like an untired horse That cares not for his home. — All shod with steel We hissed along the polished ice, in games Confederate...
Pàgina 54 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland...
Pàgina 52 - The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide : The level chambers, ready with their pride, Were glowing to receive a thousand guests : The carved angels, ever eager-eyed, Stared, where upon their heads the cornice rests, With hair blown back, and wings put cross-wise on their breasts.