The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll. by W. Oxberry, 2권William Oxberry 1821 |
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... once placed him on the vacant throne of Garrick , from which seat neither the malice of his enemies , nor even his own follies , have been able to displace him for a single moment ; but before entering into the details of his life , it ...
... once placed him on the vacant throne of Garrick , from which seat neither the malice of his enemies , nor even his own follies , have been able to displace him for a single moment ; but before entering into the details of his life , it ...
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... once , for him to know it better than his mistress . Poor Thalia taught him , in a short time , all that she knew ; but , while she gave him science , she lost her own peace . Her tender- ness every day increased ; she sighed without ...
... once , for him to know it better than his mistress . Poor Thalia taught him , in a short time , all that she knew ; but , while she gave him science , she lost her own peace . Her tender- ness every day increased ; she sighed without ...
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... once been defended with formidable wooden bulwarks , which in the course of a hard winter were thriftily pulled to pieces , by an economic corporation , to be distributed for fire - wood among the poor ; this was done at the hint of a ...
... once been defended with formidable wooden bulwarks , which in the course of a hard winter were thriftily pulled to pieces , by an economic corporation , to be distributed for fire - wood among the poor ; this was done at the hint of a ...
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... once habited myself in a white sheet , merely by way of laughing at the terrors my ghost - like appearance would ex- cite in a nervous neighbour ; but the joke was carried so far , that I was happy to get off by paying a swinging bill ...
... once habited myself in a white sheet , merely by way of laughing at the terrors my ghost - like appearance would ex- cite in a nervous neighbour ; but the joke was carried so far , that I was happy to get off by paying a swinging bill ...
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... once started , onward he goes , struggling , and puffing , and pushing it before him , collect- ing new tributes from the dregs and offals of the land as he proceeds , until , having gathered together a mighty mass of popularity , he ...
... once started , onward he goes , struggling , and puffing , and pushing it before him , collect- ing new tributes from the dregs and offals of the land as he proceeds , until , having gathered together a mighty mass of popularity , he ...
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163 페이지 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
163 페이지 - O Proserpina ! For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
306 페이지 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
240 페이지 - Get up, get up for shame ! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours through the air: Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree.
241 페이지 - There on beds of violets blue, And fresh-blown roses wash'd in dew, Fill'd her with thee a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair.
375 페이지 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
170 페이지 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
160 페이지 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold...
171 페이지 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
238 페이지 - The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.