A Day by the Fire: And Other Papers, Hitherto UncollectedS. Low, Son and Marston, 1870 - 368 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 26
... , And what the Swede intends , and what the French To measure life learn thou betimes , and know Tow'rd solid good what leads the nearest way . For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains , And 26 A DAY BY THE FIRE .
... , And what the Swede intends , and what the French To measure life learn thou betimes , and know Tow'rd solid good what leads the nearest way . For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains , And 26 A DAY BY THE FIRE .
الصفحة 71
... thou speak'st drowsily ? Poor knave , I blame thee not ; thou art o'er - watched . Call Claudius , and some other of my men ; I'll have them sleep on cushions in Luc . Varro and Claudius . my tent . Enter VARRO and CLAUDIUS . Varro ...
... thou speak'st drowsily ? Poor knave , I blame thee not ; thou art o'er - watched . Call Claudius , and some other of my men ; I'll have them sleep on cushions in Luc . Varro and Claudius . my tent . Enter VARRO and CLAUDIUS . Varro ...
الصفحة 72
... thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile , And touch thy instrument a strain or two ? Luc . Ay , my lord , an it please you . Bru . It does , my boy . I trouble thee too much , but thou art willing . Luc . It is my duty , sir . Bru . I should ...
... thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile , And touch thy instrument a strain or two ? Luc . Ay , my lord , an it please you . Bru . It does , my boy . I trouble thee too much , but thou art willing . Luc . It is my duty , sir . Bru . I should ...
الصفحة 73
... thou dream that thou so cry'dst out ? Luc . My lord , I do not know that I did cry . Bru . Yes , that thou didst ; didst thou see any thing ? Luc . Nothing , my lord . Bru . Sleep again , Lucius . - Sirrah , Claudius ! Fellow thou ...
... thou dream that thou so cry'dst out ? Luc . My lord , I do not know that I did cry . Bru . Yes , that thou didst ; didst thou see any thing ? Luc . Nothing , my lord . Bru . Sleep again , Lucius . - Sirrah , Claudius ! Fellow thou ...
الصفحة 103
... thou art changed ! What do I see on thee ? [ Exit Snout . Bot . What do you see ? You see an ass's head of your own , do you ? Re - enter QUINCE . Quin . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . [ Exit . Bot . I see ...
... thou art changed ! What do I see on thee ? [ Exit Snout . Bot . What do you see ? You see an ass's head of your own , do you ? Re - enter QUINCE . Quin . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . [ Exit . Bot . I see ...
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الصفحة 80 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving : No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
الصفحة 27 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
الصفحة 359 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
الصفحة 72 - How ill this taper burns ! Ha ! who comes here ? I think it is the weakness of mine eyes, That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me: —art thou any thing? Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, That mak'st my blood cold, and my hair to stare ? Speak to me, what thou art.
الصفحة 199 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
الصفحة 117 - As bees In spring-time, when the Sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters; they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubbed with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs: so thick the aery crowd Swarmed and were straitened; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder!
الصفحة 83 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
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الصفحة 323 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
الصفحة 26 - Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws, Which others at their bar so often wrench ; To-day deep thoughts resolve with me to drench In mirth that, after, no repenting draws : Let Euclid rest, and Archimedes pause, And what the Swede intends, and what the French.