The Essays of Elia: First Series - Second SeriesWiley & Putnam, 1845 |
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... perhaps , differed from the balance of last year in the sum of 257. 1s . 6d . ) occupied his days and nights for a month previous . Not that Tipp was blind to the deadness of things ( as they call them in the city ) in his beloved house ...
... perhaps , differed from the balance of last year in the sum of 257. 1s . 6d . ) occupied his days and nights for a month previous . Not that Tipp was blind to the deadness of things ( as they call them in the city ) in his beloved house ...
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... perhaps set any great conside- ration upon the value of juvenile time . He came among us , now and then , but often stayed away whole days from us ; and when he came it made no difference to us — he had his private room to retire too ...
... perhaps set any great conside- ration upon the value of juvenile time . He came among us , now and then , but often stayed away whole days from us ; and when he came it made no difference to us — he had his private room to retire too ...
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... perhaps felt , a delicacy in interfering in a province not strictly his own . I have not been without my suspicions , that he was not altogether dis- pleased at the contrast we presented to his end of the school . We were a sort of ...
... perhaps felt , a delicacy in interfering in a province not strictly his own . I have not been without my suspicions , that he was not altogether dis- pleased at the contrast we presented to his end of the school . We were a sort of ...
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... Perhaps we cannot dismiss him better than with the pious ejacula- tion of C. , when he heard that his old master was on his death- bed : " Poor J. B. ! -may all his faults be forgiven ; and may he be wafted to bliss by little cherub ...
... Perhaps we cannot dismiss him better than with the pious ejacula- tion of C. , when he heard that his old master was on his death- bed : " Poor J. B. ! -may all his faults be forgiven ; and may he be wafted to bliss by little cherub ...
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... perhaps as thou imaginest . In the mean time I am alive . I move about . I am worth twenty of thee . Know thy betters ! Thy New Years ' days are past . I survive , a jolly candidate for 1821. Another cup of wine — and while that turn ...
... perhaps as thou imaginest . In the mean time I am alive . I move about . I am worth twenty of thee . Know thy betters ! Thy New Years ' days are past . I survive , a jolly candidate for 1821. Another cup of wine — and while that turn ...
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الصفحة 114 - 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, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
الصفحة 84 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?
الصفحة 26 - How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus (for even in those years thou waxedst not pale at such philosophic draughts), or reciting Homer in his Greek, or Pindar— —while the walls of the old Grey Friars re-echoed to the accents of the inspired charity-boy!...
الصفحة 84 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
الصفحة 27 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
الصفحة 158 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbors would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
الصفحة 159 - Thus this custom of firing houses continued, till, in process of time, says my manuscript, a sage arose, like our Locke, who made a discovery, that the flesh of swine, or indeed of any other animal, might be cooked (burnt as they called it) without the necessity of consuming a whole house to dress it.
الصفحة 85 - Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me, Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit? Are beauties there as proud as here they be? Do they above love to be loved, and yet Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess? Do they call 'virtue' there — ungratefulness? 94. Sleep /^OME, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, ^** The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, Th...
الصفحة 85 - COME, sleep ; O sleep ! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw.
الصفحة 133 - ... look at — -or in lying about upon the fresh grass, with all the fine garden smells around me — or basking in the orangery, till I could almost fancy myself ripening, too, along with the oranges and the limes in that grateful warmth — or in watching the dace that darted to and fro in the...