Table-talk; or, Original essays, المجلد 2H. Colburn, 1824 |
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... whole is , like the principal figure in it , " a forerunner of the dawn . " The same atmosphere tinges and imbues every object , the same dull light " shadowy sets off " the face of nature : one feeling of vastness , of strangeness ...
... whole is , like the principal figure in it , " a forerunner of the dawn . " The same atmosphere tinges and imbues every object , the same dull light " shadowy sets off " the face of nature : one feeling of vastness , of strangeness ...
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... whole tenour of his smaller compositions contradicts this opinion , which however they have been cited to confirm . The notion first got abroad from the bitterness ( or vehemence ) of his con- troversial writings , and has been kept up ...
... whole tenour of his smaller compositions contradicts this opinion , which however they have been cited to confirm . The notion first got abroad from the bitterness ( or vehemence ) of his con- troversial writings , and has been kept up ...
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... whole is not made up of the par- ticulars . If our author , according to Dr. John- son's account of him , could only have treated epic , high - sounding subjects , he would not have been what he was , but another Sir Richard Blackmore ...
... whole is not made up of the par- ticulars . If our author , according to Dr. John- son's account of him , could only have treated epic , high - sounding subjects , he would not have been what he was , but another Sir Richard Blackmore ...
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... whole goblets of tea , " The cups that cheer , but not inebriate , " and letting the fumes ascend into the brain , to sit considering what we shall have for supper- eggs and a rasher , a rabbit smothered in onions , or an excellent veal ...
... whole goblets of tea , " The cups that cheer , but not inebriate , " and letting the fumes ascend into the brain , to sit considering what we shall have for supper- eggs and a rasher , a rabbit smothered in onions , or an excellent veal ...
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... whole web of our existence ; we must pick out the single threads . So in coming to a place where we have formerly lived and with which we have intimate associations , every one must have found that the feeling grows more vivid the ...
... whole web of our existence ; we must pick out the single threads . So in coming to a place where we have formerly lived and with which we have intimate associations , every one must have found that the feeling grows more vivid the ...
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الصفحة 29 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
الصفحة 26 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
الصفحة 225 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
الصفحة 62 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone...
الصفحة 21 - Saturn laugh' d and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew; Nor did I wonder at the...
الصفحة 27 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
الصفحة 27 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
الصفحة 29 - The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touched, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air? He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.
الصفحة 43 - The incognito of an inn is one of its striking privileges — " lord of one's-self, uncumber'd with a name." Oh ! it is great to shake off the trammels of the world and of public opinion — to lose our importunate, tormenting, everlasting personal identity in the elements of nature...
الصفحة 52 - ... to the facilities of conversation in those who had been abroad. In fact, the time we have spent there is both delightful, and in one sense instructive; but it appears to be cut out of our substantial, downright existence, and never to join kindly on to it. We are not the same, but another, and perhaps more enviable individual, all the time we are out of our own country. We are lost to ourselves, as well as our friends. So the poet somewhat quaintly sings: Out of my country and myself I go.