A Shelf of Old Books, by Mrs. James T. Fields1894 - 215 sider |
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Side 13
... young trees . There was an apple - tree , from which we managed to get a pudding the second year . As to my flowers , they were allowed to be perfect . Thomas Moore , who came to see me with Lord Byron , told me he had seen no such ...
... young trees . There was an apple - tree , from which we managed to get a pudding the second year . As to my flowers , they were allowed to be perfect . Thomas Moore , who came to see me with Lord Byron , told me he had seen no such ...
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... young artist of the highest promise , who , I have been in- formed , almost risked his own life , and sacri- ficed every prospect to unwearied attendance upon his dying friend . ' Had I known these circumstances before the completion of ...
... young artist of the highest promise , who , I have been in- formed , almost risked his own life , and sacri- ficed every prospect to unwearied attendance upon his dying friend . ' Had I known these circumstances before the completion of ...
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... young English poets , and was thumbed by them on the decks of vessels , in the chambers of out - of - the - way inns , and under the olive - trees of Pisa and Genoa . " Now it is at last safely housed , and with its plain brown coat , a ...
... young English poets , and was thumbed by them on the decks of vessels , in the chambers of out - of - the - way inns , and under the olive - trees of Pisa and Genoa . " Now it is at last safely housed , and with its plain brown coat , a ...
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... young readers at first , as interfering with their Arcadian luxuries ; and might even be unkindly regarded by older ones for the same reason but it will be adopted by every grown reader of poetry at last . " The line " Bosom'd high in ...
... young readers at first , as interfering with their Arcadian luxuries ; and might even be unkindly regarded by older ones for the same reason but it will be adopted by every grown reader of poetry at last . " The line " Bosom'd high in ...
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... eagerly sought . Many a young lover of books would sympathize with the writer , if the pages of " Imagination and Fancy " were once opened in a quiet corner . or He was himself compact of imagination and fancy , and Leigh Hunt 65.
... eagerly sought . Many a young lover of books would sympathize with the writer , if the pages of " Imagination and Fancy " were once opened in a quiet corner . or He was himself compact of imagination and fancy , and Leigh Hunt 65.
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Allan Ramsay Anne Rutherford autograph Barry Cornwall beautiful Boswell Burns Byron Cæsar Charles Cowden Clarke Charles Lamb cottage Cowden Clarke dear death delightful Diogenes Laertius Edinburgh edition English engravings eyes Fac-simile father Fields Fields's fly-leaf folio Friend's Library friendly Garrick genius give hand heard heart inscription interesting John Brown John Hamilton Reynolds John Wilson Johnson Joseph Severn Julius Cæsar Keats Keats's knew lady Leigh Hunt letters lines literary living London look Lord Lord Byron lover Milton never night notes old books once Percy Bysshe Shelley pleasure poems poet poetry portrait printed Procter prose published Quincey quoted reader recall remember Samuel Brown Scottish seemed Severn shelf of old Shelley shelves Sir Walter Scott song speak stand story Thackeray thee Theocritus things Thomas Gray thou tion title-page told treasures verse volume wonder words writes written wrote young
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Side 64 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Side 153 - In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held.
Side 196 - O fret not after knowledge - 1 have none, And yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge - I have none, And yet the Evening listens.
Side 36 - THOU wert the morning star among the living, Ere thy fair light had fled ; Now, having died, thou art as Hesperus, giving New splendour to the dead.
Side 123 - Cold on Canadian hills, or Minden's plain, Perhaps that parent wept her soldier slain — Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew, The big drops, mingling with the milk he drew, Gave the sad presage of his future years, The child of misery baptized in tears.
Side 48 - JENNY kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me.
Side 171 - Verse sweetens toil, however rude the sound. All at her work the village maiden sings; Nor, while she turns the giddy wheel around, Revolves the sad vicissitude of things.
Side 201 - For as a Watch by art is wound To motion, such was mine: But never had Orinda found...
Side 135 - I am sometimes tempted to leave it alone, and see whether it will not write as well without the assistance of my head as with it. A hopeful prospect for the reader.
Side 30 - His conduct is a golden augury of the success of his future career — may the unextinguished Spirit of his illustrious friend animate the creations of his pencil, and plead against Oblivion for his name...