Marriage: A Novel ...

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W. Blackwood and J. Murray, 1819
 

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Marriage

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With her sharp eye for human foibles and fancies, Scottish author Ferrier (1782–1854) outsold her contemporary Jane Austen with witty stories of Scottish social life. Two centuries later, her first ... 전체 리뷰 읽기

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54 페이지 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, Sweet dews shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie; My music shews you have your closes, And all must die.
58 페이지 - ... full glory, either at the rising or setting of it, he would be so transported and amazed, and so admire the glory of it, that he would not willingly turn his eyes from that first ravishing object, to behold all the other various beauties this world could present to him.
94 페이지 - A present deity! the vaulted roofs rebound: With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Affects to nod And seems to shake the spheres.
243 페이지 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing through the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
247 페이지 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
54 페이지 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
161 페이지 - He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
239 페이지 - As it slipped through their jaws, when their edge grew dull, As they lazily mumbled the bones of the dead, When they scarce could rise from the spot where they fed ; So well had they broken a lingering fast With those who had fallen for that night's repast.
233 페이지 - Teaching we learn ; and giving we retain The births of intellect; when dumb, forgot. Speech ventilates our intellectual fire; Speech burnishes our mental magazine; Brightens for ornament, and whets for use.
175 페이지 - I endeavoured to approach it the farther it seemed to recede, till at last it vanished altogether, " like the baseless fabric of a vision, leaving not a wreck behind.

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