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" Fairly began — but finish'd not; And fruitless, late remorse doth trace — Like Hebrew lore a backward pace — Her irrecoverable race. Disjointed numbers; sense unknit Huge reams of folly, shreds of wit; Compose the mingled mass of it. My scalded... "
The Bijou; or, Annual of literature and the arts - الصفحة 20
1828
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A Household Book of English Poetry, العدد 160

1870 - عدد الصفحات: 462
...pace— Her irrecoverable race. Disjointed numbers; sense unknit; Huge reams of folly ; shreds of wit; 20 Compose the mingled mass of it. My scalded eyes no longer brook Upon this ink-blurred thing to look— Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book. ccxxxvn SONNET. October's gold...

The Works of Charles Lamb: With a Sketch of His Life and Final ..., المجلد 2

Charles Lamb - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 618
...; And vice hath left his ugly blot ; And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly began — but finish'd not ; And fruitless, late remorse doth trace — Like...to look — Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book ANGEL HELP.* THIS rare tablet doth include Poverty with sanctitude. Past midnight this poor maid hath...

Works of Charles Lamb: Edited and Dramatic Tales, Essays and Critisms

Charles Lamb - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 740
...; And vice hath left his ugly blot : And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly began— but finish'd not ; And fruitless, late remorse doth trace — Like...Hebrew lore a backward pace — Her irrecoverable race. F Disjointed numbers ; sense unknit ; Huge reams of folly, shreds of wit; Compose the mingled mass...

Poems and Essays

Charles Lamb - 1879 - عدد الصفحات: 672
...ugly blot : And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly bejan — but finished not ; And fruitless, bte remorse doth trace — Like Hebrew lore a backward...mass of it. My scalded eyes no longer brook Upon this ink-blurred thing to look — Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book. ANGEL HELP. [" Suggested by...

The Laurel and Lyre. Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Laurel - 1879 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...Remorse doth trace, Like Hebrew lore, her backward pace, Her irrecoverable race. Disjointed members, sense unknit, Huge reams of folly, shreds of wit,...thing to look, Go, shut the leaves and clasp the book ! TRANSLATION OF THE CELEBRATED SPANISH ROMANCE. THERE 'S a sound of arrows on the air, A sound of...

Harper's Cyclopædia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 1000
...lines. And vice hath left his ngly blot; And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly begun — but finished , " , mil. n 1 1 ; Huge reams of folly ; shreds of wit ; Compose the mingled mass of it. My scalded eyes...

Life, Letters, and Writings, المجلد 6

Charles Lamb - 1882 - عدد الصفحات: 508
...resolves, a moment hot, Fairly began — but finish'd not ; And fruitless, late Remorse doth traceLike Hebrew lore a backward pace — Her irrecoverable...to look : Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book 1 FOR THE ALBUM OF MISS , FRENCH TEACHER AT MRS. GISBORN'S SCHOOL, ENFIELD. IMPLORED for verse, I send...

Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1882 - عدد الصفحات: 1002
...— Like Hebrew loro л backward pace — Her irrecoverable race. Disjointed numbers ; sense uuknit ; alone Hope of known bliss, and faith in bliis unknown...(Nature, whose dictates to uo other kind Are given ink-blurred thing to look — Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book. TO JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES, ON...

With the Poets: A Selection of English Poetry

Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 326
...; And vice hath left his ugly blot ; And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly begun — but finished not ; And fruitless late remorse doth trace — Like...mass of it. My scalded eyes no longer brook Upon this ink-blurred thing to look — Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book. OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had...

With the poets: a selection of English poetry. [Ed.] by F.W. Farrar

Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 498
...; And vice hath left his ugly blot ; And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly begun — but finished not ; And fruitless late remorse doth trace — Like...mass of it. My scalded eyes no longer brook Upon this ink-blurred thing to look — Go, shut the leaves, and clasp the book. OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had...




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