A Thousand Thoughts from Various AuthorsArthur B. Davison Longmans, Green, and Company, 1880 - 374 sider |
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Side 64
... gentle measure Complies and suits with all estates ; Which can let loose a crown , and yet with pleasure within a cloister's gates . Take up Herbert , Content . CONTROVERSY . FEW men can bear contradiction with patience : but the clergy ...
... gentle measure Complies and suits with all estates ; Which can let loose a crown , and yet with pleasure within a cloister's gates . Take up Herbert , Content . CONTROVERSY . FEW men can bear contradiction with patience : but the clergy ...
Side 66
... gentle complaisance ; and water is the proper hieroglyphic of easy prattle , innocent and tasteless . Johnson , Idler , No. 34 . COQUETTE . COQUETTE and coy at once her air , Both studied , though both seem neglected ; Artless she is ...
... gentle complaisance ; and water is the proper hieroglyphic of easy prattle , innocent and tasteless . Johnson , Idler , No. 34 . COQUETTE . COQUETTE and coy at once her air , Both studied , though both seem neglected ; Artless she is ...
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... gentle of condition was he known , That through the court his courtesy was blown . COURTESY . Dryden , Palamon and Arcite . A KNIGHT was unfit to remain a member of the order if he violated his faith ; he was ill acquainted with its ...
... gentle of condition was he known , That through the court his courtesy was blown . COURTESY . Dryden , Palamon and Arcite . A KNIGHT was unfit to remain a member of the order if he violated his faith ; he was ill acquainted with its ...
Side 72
... gently on the ground , and let mild suns warm it , and let it be guarded against external rudeness , and we shall see spring the gaiety and fragrance of a garden . The Eden of human nature has indeed long been trampled down and ...
... gently on the ground , and let mild suns warm it , and let it be guarded against external rudeness , and we shall see spring the gaiety and fragrance of a garden . The Eden of human nature has indeed long been trampled down and ...
Side 89
... Not yet enslaved , not wholly vile , O Albion ! O my mother isle ! Thy valleys , fair as Eden's bowers , Glitter green with sunny showers ; Thy grassy uplands ' gentle swells Echo to the bleat from Various Authors . 89.
... Not yet enslaved , not wholly vile , O Albion ! O my mother isle ! Thy valleys , fair as Eden's bowers , Glitter green with sunny showers ; Thy grassy uplands ' gentle swells Echo to the bleat from Various Authors . 89.
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Addison admiration Æneid æther ages ancient beauty behold breath bright Byron canto charms clouds colours Correggio Cowper death delight divine doth dream Dryden earth Essay Faerie Queene fair fame fancy feel Felicia Hemans flowers garden genius gentle give glorious glory gold grace grave green happy hath heart heaven honour human humour Iliad imagination Italy Jeremy Collier Jeremy Taylor Joanna Baillie kind language Leigh Hunt Letter light live look mankind memory mind morning nature never noble o'er passion pleasing pleasure poet poetry reason rich Richter rise Rome ruin scene secret seems sense Sermons shade shining Siege of Corinth Sir Walter Scott smile Soame Jenyns soft song soul Spectator Spenser spirit spring sweet taste Tatler thee things thou thought thousand tion trees Tristram Shandy truth virtue Washington Irving WESTMINSTER ABBEY wind
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Side 33 - ... books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them. I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragons teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.
Side 234 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Side 135 - What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Side 24 - Beauty is Nature's brag, and must be shown In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at' the workmanship ; It is for homely features to keep home, They had their name thence ; coarse complexions, And cheeks of sorry grain, will serve to ply The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool.
Side 359 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out ; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly...
Side 90 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off', they raised their flag against a power to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared; a power, which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts; whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth daily with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Side 163 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own: He who secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived to-day.
Side 5 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity...
Side 239 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes; As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Side 19 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.