Dreamthorp: a Book of Essays Written in the CountryStrahan, 1863 - 296ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... summer evening about the hour of eight , I first beheld Dreamthorp , with its westward - looking win- dows painted by sunset , its children playing in the single straggling street , the mothers knitting at the open doors , the fathers ...
... summer evening about the hour of eight , I first beheld Dreamthorp , with its westward - looking win- dows painted by sunset , its children playing in the single straggling street , the mothers knitting at the open doors , the fathers ...
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... summer is continually heard ; nests are plenti- ful in the hedges and dry ditches ; and on the grassy banks , and at the feet of the bowed dikes , the blue- eyed speedwell smiles its benison on the passing wayfarer . On these roads you ...
... summer is continually heard ; nests are plenti- ful in the hedges and dry ditches ; and on the grassy banks , and at the feet of the bowed dikes , the blue- eyed speedwell smiles its benison on the passing wayfarer . On these roads you ...
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... Summer , with its daisies , runs up to every cottage door . From the little height where I am now sitting , I see it beneath me . Nothing could be more peaceful . The wind and the birds fly over it . A passing sunbeam makes brilliant a ...
... Summer , with its daisies , runs up to every cottage door . From the little height where I am now sitting , I see it beneath me . Nothing could be more peaceful . The wind and the birds fly over it . A passing sunbeam makes brilliant a ...
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... Summer has adorned my village as gaily , and taken as much pleasure in the task , as the people of old , when Elizabeth was queen , took in the adornment of the May - pole against a summer festival . And , just think , not only ...
... Summer has adorned my village as gaily , and taken as much pleasure in the task , as the people of old , when Elizabeth was queen , took in the adornment of the May - pole against a summer festival . And , just think , not only ...
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... summer days . One lies stretched at his length on the sun - heated plank ; his comrade sits smoking in the little dog - hutch , which I suppose he calls a cabin . Silently they come and go ; silently the wooden bridge lifts to let them ...
... summer days . One lies stretched at his length on the sun - heated plank ; his comrade sits smoking in the little dog - hutch , which I suppose he calls a cabin . Silently they come and go ; silently the wooden bridge lifts to let them ...
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140 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
281 ÆäÀÌÁö - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
128 ÆäÀÌÁö - And sullen Moloch fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue : The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste.
129 ÆäÀÌÁö - A power from the unknown God, A Promethean conqueror, came; Like a triumphal path he trod The thorns of death and shame. A mortal shape to him Was like the vapour dim Which the orient planet animates with light; Hell, Sin, and Slavery came, Like bloodhounds mild and tame, Nor preyed, until their Lord had taken flight; The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set : While blazoned as on Heaven's immortal noon The cross leads generations on.
128 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not Typhon huge ending in snaky twine : Our Babe to show his Godhead true, Can in his swaddling bands control the damned crew.
280 ÆäÀÌÁö - And he said, What meanest thou by all this drove which I met? And he said, These are to find grace in the sight of my lord. And Esau said, I have enough, my brother ; keep that thou hast unto thyself.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - It is worthy the observing, that there is no passion in the mind of man so weak, but it mates * and masters the fear of death; and therefore death is no such terrible enemy when a man hath so many attendants about him that can win the combat of him.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fear preoccupateth it; nay we read, after Otho the emperor had slain himself, Pity (which is the tenderest of affections) provoked many to die, out of mere compassion to their sovereign, and as the truest sort of followers. Nay Seneca adds niceness and satiety: Cogita quamdiu eadem feceris; mori velle, non tantum fortis, aut miser, sed etiam fastidiosus potest.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant, perhaps, the one is as painful as the other. He that dies in an earnest pursuit, is like one that is wounded in hot blood; who, for the time, scarce feels the hurt; and therefore a mind fixed and bent upon somewhat that is good, doth avert the dolours of death; but, above all, believe it, the sweetest canticle is, 'Nunc dimittis' when a man hath obtained worthy ends and expectations.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... as painful as the other. He that dies in an earnest pursuit is like one that is wounded in hot blood, who for the time scarce feels the hurt' and therefore, a mind fixed and bent upon somewhat that is good, doth avert the dolours of death. But above all, believe it, the sweetest canticle is Nunc dimittis, when a man hath obtained worthy ends and expectations.