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الصفحة 23
... never understood that the patron underwent any censure on the occasion . This was in the stewardship of L.'s admired Perry . Under the same facile administration , can L. have forgotten the cool impunity with which the nurses used to ...
... never understood that the patron underwent any censure on the occasion . This was in the stewardship of L.'s admired Perry . Under the same facile administration , can L. have forgotten the cool impunity with which the nurses used to ...
الصفحة 27
... never happier , than in them . The Upper and the Lower Grammar Schools were held in the same room ; and an imaginary line only divided their bounds . Their character was as different as that of the inha- bitants on the two sides of the ...
... never happier , than in them . The Upper and the Lower Grammar Schools were held in the same room ; and an imaginary line only divided their bounds . Their character was as different as that of the inha- bitants on the two sides of the ...
الصفحة 38
... never seek it again ) by a river's side under some bank , which ( he would facetiously observe ) paid no interest - but out away from him it must go peremptorily , as Hagar's offspring into the wilderness , while it was sweet . He never ...
... never seek it again ) by a river's side under some bank , which ( he would facetiously observe ) paid no interest - but out away from him it must go peremptorily , as Hagar's offspring into the wilderness , while it was sweet . He never ...
الصفحة 45
... never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy . Yet I then scarce conceived what it meant , or thought of it as a reckoning that concerned me . Not childhood alone , but the young man till thirty , never feels ...
... never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy . Yet I then scarce conceived what it meant , or thought of it as a reckoning that concerned me . Not childhood alone , but the young man till thirty , never feels ...
الصفحة 50
... never made a revoke , nor ever passed it over in her adversary without exacting the utmost forfeiture . She fought a good fight : cut and thrust . She held not her good sword ( her cards ) " like a dancer . " She sate bolt upright ; and ...
... never made a revoke , nor ever passed it over in her adversary without exacting the utmost forfeiture . She fought a good fight : cut and thrust . She held not her good sword ( her cards ) " like a dancer . " She sate bolt upright ; and ...
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الصفحة 136 - Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
الصفحة 161 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
الصفحة 136 - 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 33 - 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 78 - What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.
الصفحة 100 - Ye have the account Of my performance : what remains, ye gods ! But up, and enter now into full bliss ?" So having said, a while he stood, expecting Their universal shout, and high applause, To fill his ear ; when, contrary, he hears On all sides, from innumerable tongues, A dismal universal hiss, the sound Of public scorn...
الصفحة 191 - 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. Then first began the rude form of a gridiron. Roasting by the string or spit came in a century or two later, I forget in whose dynasty. By such slow degrees, concludes the manuscript, do the most useful,...
الصفحة 135 - Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived...
الصفحة 335 - Despair at me doth throw. 0 make in me those civil wars to cease: 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head: And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
الصفحة 34 - 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.