Words and Days: A Table-book of Prose and VerseRivington, Percival, 1895 - 383 страница |
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... mind day by day with high thoughts nobly expressed will find the book very much to their liking . ' -Yorkshire Post . ' The dainty volume will be found a pleasant enough companion . It is prettily got up , and the inevitable ...
... mind day by day with high thoughts nobly expressed will find the book very much to their liking . ' -Yorkshire Post . ' The dainty volume will be found a pleasant enough companion . It is prettily got up , and the inevitable ...
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... minds , comes that hunting up of the context which is the only certain highway to real literary knowledge . And I am also glad to see that Mr. Nichols has included not a few things from quite modern books which have had their day of ...
... minds , comes that hunting up of the context which is the only certain highway to real literary knowledge . And I am also glad to see that Mr. Nichols has included not a few things from quite modern books which have had their day of ...
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... minds that peril of rapid reading which has been re- ferred to , and the public might , until con- fronted with the quotations , say in their haste , as Dr. Folliott in his said of Scott , that their works contain nothing quotable . It ...
... minds that peril of rapid reading which has been re- ferred to , and the public might , until con- fronted with the quotations , say in their haste , as Dr. Folliott in his said of Scott , that their works contain nothing quotable . It ...
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... mind perplexèd ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexèd To add to golden numbers golden numbers ? O sweet content ! O sweet , O sweet content ! DEKKER . That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect , 14 JANUARY 13.
... mind perplexèd ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexèd To add to golden numbers golden numbers ? O sweet content ! O sweet , O sweet content ! DEKKER . That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect , 14 JANUARY 13.
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... mind of another story , which he promiseth to tell you when this is done ; cometh back regularly to his subject , cannot readily call to mind some person's name , holdeth his head , complaineth of his memory ; the whole company all this ...
... mind of another story , which he promiseth to tell you when this is done ; cometh back regularly to his subject , cannot readily call to mind some person's name , holdeth his head , complaineth of his memory ; the whole company all this ...
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admire ALL'S beauty behold BEN JONSON better birds CHARLES LAMB CLEOP COLERIDGE CRESS dark dear death delight doth earth eyes face fair fire flame FLORIO'S Montaigne flowers fool garden gentle GEORGE ELIOT GEORGE MEREDITH GEORGE SAINTSBURY give glory grace green HAMLET happy hath heart heaven honour human immortal JULIUS CÆSAR KEATS KING HENRY KING LEAR ladies light live look LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST lover MACBETH MATTHEW ARNOLD MEASURE FOR MEASURE MERCHANT OF VENICE MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM MILTON mind morning mortal nature never numbers Omar Khayyám passion pity pleasure poet poor praise rest ROMEO AND JULIET rose shadows SHELLEY sing sleep smile SONN sorrow soul spirit star sweet tell THACKERAY thee thine things thought TROIL true truth TWELFTH NIGHT unto VENICE V. I. virtue voice WALTER PATER WINTER'S TALE woman words WORDSWORTH young youth
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Страница 113 - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Страница 67 - Say, there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, over that art, Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock ; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : This is an art Which docs mend nature, — change it rather : but The art itself is nature.
Страница 241 - They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Страница 134 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Страница 254 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Страница 149 - As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Страница 177 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Страница 353 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Страница 147 - In his loneliness and fixedness he yearneth towards the journeying Moon, and the stars that still sojourn, yet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to them, and Is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected and yet there Is a silent Joy at their arrival.
Страница 7 - O run; prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet And join thy voice unto the angel quire, From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire.