Recollections of a Literary Life: And Selections from My Favourite Poets and Prose WritersBentley, 1883 - 516 sider |
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... walking reverently through it . Stoke Pogis , however , is not without its rivals ; and we also visited the old church at Upton , whose ivy - mantled tower claims to be the veritable tower of the " Elegy . " A very curious scene did ...
... walking reverently through it . Stoke Pogis , however , is not without its rivals ; and we also visited the old church at Upton , whose ivy - mantled tower claims to be the veritable tower of the " Elegy . " A very curious scene did ...
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... is left , beyond gates and outbuildings , for the house has been burnt down and the grounds disparked ; but still some of his walks remained , and an old well and traces of an old garden - and pleasant it was 24 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... is left , beyond gates and outbuildings , for the house has been burnt down and the grounds disparked ; but still some of his walks remained , and an old well and traces of an old garden - and pleasant it was 24 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
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... walk at Lord Orkney's , which I was so kindly permitted to enjoy , and which I did enjoy so thoroughly , ran between the noble river shaded and overhung by trees , and the high steep chalky cliff , also clothed with trees to the very ...
... walk at Lord Orkney's , which I was so kindly permitted to enjoy , and which I did enjoy so thoroughly , ran between the noble river shaded and overhung by trees , and the high steep chalky cliff , also clothed with trees to the very ...
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... walks practised to the summit . These walks , almost buried amongst the rich foliage , have a singular attraction in their steepness and their difficulty . Long branches of ivy trail from the cliff in every direction , mingled at this ...
... walks practised to the summit . These walks , almost buried amongst the rich foliage , have a singular attraction in their steepness and their difficulty . Long branches of ivy trail from the cliff in every direction , mingled at this ...
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... walk into the fields , either alone with a book , or with some one companion if I could find him of the same temper . I was then , too , so much an enemy to all constraint , that my master could never prevail on me by any persuasions or ...
... walk into the fields , either alone with a book , or with some one companion if I could find him of the same temper . I was then , too , so much an enemy to all constraint , that my master could never prevail on me by any persuasions or ...
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admirable amongst ballads beautiful Ben Jonson bird Bonny Dundee Bradshaigh bright brother called charming dear death delight doth EACUS English EURIPIDES eyes fair father fear feeling flowers Gelert gentlemen Gerald Griffin give Goodere grace hand happy hath hear heard heart Hepzibah honour horse Joanna Baillie John Banim John Clare King knew Kyng lady laughed letters light lived look Lord Mahony maid mignonette Molière morning murder nature never night noble o'er once Pan is dead passed person pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise round SACK OF BALTIMORE scene seemed sing smile song spirit story sweet tears tell thee There's things Thomas Holcroft thou thought took trees Ufton Court verse walk whilst wild Winthrop Mackworth Praed wirra-sthru wonder words write wyfe XANTHIAS young youth
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Side 61 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian. Whose portal we call Death.
Side 295 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Side 185 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Side 87 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, , bring again, ' . -' Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Side 167 - Not a word to each other ; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Side 226 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Side 185 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Side 368 - Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Side 293 - What thou art we know not : what is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
Side 296 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.