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... perhaps , " sterner stuff , " and ours , you may be assured , was not a soul to peruse it without tears . " Best and KindEST OF MASTERS , -Several nights before you read this , my fate will have been indissolubly united with that of Mr ...
... perhaps , " sterner stuff , " and ours , you may be assured , was not a soul to peruse it without tears . " Best and KindEST OF MASTERS , -Several nights before you read this , my fate will have been indissolubly united with that of Mr ...
Strona 35
... perhaps , to be realized ! and with such feelings as a new- born infant might avow , I subscribe myself , yours as fit only , " 14th of August , " Written in the dear little blue parlor . " " GRACE PERKINS . Had this unexpected blow ...
... perhaps , to be realized ! and with such feelings as a new- born infant might avow , I subscribe myself , yours as fit only , " 14th of August , " Written in the dear little blue parlor . " " GRACE PERKINS . Had this unexpected blow ...
Strona 36
... perhaps by some coach wheeling along its pile of dust - covered outsides . At the corner of some cross street sat some hopeless fruiterer , with her basket of gooseberries , " alas ! all too ripe ; " while perhaps some unlucky school ...
... perhaps by some coach wheeling along its pile of dust - covered outsides . At the corner of some cross street sat some hopeless fruiterer , with her basket of gooseberries , " alas ! all too ripe ; " while perhaps some unlucky school ...
Strona 39
... perhaps not im- proved , this description of composition . As an improvisatore , Hook had no equal in England in his time . He died in August , 1841 .-- Creech was a bookseller in Edinburgh . who . in the early part of the present ...
... perhaps not im- proved , this description of composition . As an improvisatore , Hook had no equal in England in his time . He died in August , 1841 .-- Creech was a bookseller in Edinburgh . who . in the early part of the present ...
Strona 40
... perhaps the worthy " door - keeper in the Lord's house " would have a text against us were we to make the application . man . " * A great deal of his talk turned also ( quis dubitaverit ? ) on Paris . He seems , in deed and in truth ...
... perhaps the worthy " door - keeper in the Lord's house " would have a text against us were we to make the application . man . " * A great deal of his talk turned also ( quis dubitaverit ? ) on Paris . He seems , in deed and in truth ...
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Strona 92 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
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Strona 139 - Cain instead, on purpose to avoid shocking any feelings on the subject, by falling short of, what all uninspired men must fall short in, viz., giving an adequate notion of the effect of the presence of Jehovah. The old Mysteries introduced him liberally enough, and all this is avoided in the new one.
Strona 89 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar ; Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
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Strona 91 - It is strictly the language of the imagination; and the imagination is that faculty which represents objects, not as they are in themselves, but as- they are moulded by other thoughts and feelings, into an infinite variety of shapes and combinations of |wwer.
Strona 85 - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Strona 91 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...