The cruet stand, select pieces of prose and poetry, Volum 11853 |
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Pàgina 10
... seen of her " Thursday nights , " and strolled off with Carambole , talking as we perfumed the mid- night air with our cigars , of the scene we had just the equivocal position of , our hostess , and the disreputable set of people who ...
... seen of her " Thursday nights , " and strolled off with Carambole , talking as we perfumed the mid- night air with our cigars , of the scene we had just the equivocal position of , our hostess , and the disreputable set of people who ...
Pàgina 17
... seen in a pail of water , and which he absolutely wishes to possess . " At these words the master and mistress looked at each other they could give no answer . All the company burst out laughing , husband and wife followed the merry ...
... seen in a pail of water , and which he absolutely wishes to possess . " At these words the master and mistress looked at each other they could give no answer . All the company burst out laughing , husband and wife followed the merry ...
Pàgina 19
... seen her own face . EGOTISM . " IT is a hard and nice subject , " says Cowley , " for a man to speak of himself ; it grates his own heart to say any thing of disparage- ment , and the reader's ears to hear any thing of praise from him ...
... seen her own face . EGOTISM . " IT is a hard and nice subject , " says Cowley , " for a man to speak of himself ; it grates his own heart to say any thing of disparage- ment , and the reader's ears to hear any thing of praise from him ...
Pàgina 23
... seen her own face . EGOTISM . " IT is a hard and nice subject , " says Cowley , " for a man to speak of himself ; it grates his own heart to say any thing of disparage- ment , and the reader's ears to hear any thing of praise from him ...
... seen her own face . EGOTISM . " IT is a hard and nice subject , " says Cowley , " for a man to speak of himself ; it grates his own heart to say any thing of disparage- ment , and the reader's ears to hear any thing of praise from him ...
Pàgina 33
... seen entering the porch . The Yeoman , like his neighbours , believed most devoutly in this superstition ; and , in the very moment that he breathed the unseemly aspiration aforesaid , it occurred to him that the even was at hand , when ...
... seen entering the porch . The Yeoman , like his neighbours , believed most devoutly in this superstition ; and , in the very moment that he breathed the unseemly aspiration aforesaid , it occurred to him that the even was at hand , when ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 242 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pàgina 372 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease...
Pàgina 144 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Pàgina 252 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts Along the mazy current. Low, the woods Bow their hoar head ; and, ere the languid Sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.
Pàgina 339 - For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept : then had I been at rest...
Pàgina 255 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Pàgina 209 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
Pàgina 54 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark, Surrounds me...
Pàgina 343 - O good gray head which all men knew, O voice from which their omens all men drew, O iron nerve to true occasion true, O fall'n at length that tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew!
Pàgina 298 - Forthwith the sounds and seas, each creek and bay, With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals Of fish, that with their fins and shining scales Glide under the green wave, in sculls that oft Bank the mid sea...