Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and PeopleHarper & Brothers, Publishers, No. 82 Cliff Street, 1852 - 558 sider |
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... scene and a happy hour seemed to live again in my memory and my heart . But no higher pleasure can it afford me , than the opportunity of express- ing to you my sincere respect and admiration for talent , espe- cially dramatic talent ...
... scene and a happy hour seemed to live again in my memory and my heart . But no higher pleasure can it afford me , than the opportunity of express- ing to you my sincere respect and admiration for talent , espe- cially dramatic talent ...
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... scene - painting for the grave pretension of critical essays , and far too much of criticism and extract for any thing approaching in the slightest degree to autobiography . The courteous reader must take it for what it is : -an attempt ...
... scene - painting for the grave pretension of critical essays , and far too much of criticism and extract for any thing approaching in the slightest degree to autobiography . The courteous reader must take it for what it is : -an attempt ...
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... scene did that old church exhibit - that of an edifice not yet decayed , but abandoned to decay ; an incipient ruin , such as probably might have been paralleled in the monasteries of England after the Reformation , or in the churches ...
... scene did that old church exhibit - that of an edifice not yet decayed , but abandoned to decay ; an incipient ruin , such as probably might have been paralleled in the monasteries of England after the Reformation , or in the churches ...
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... scene did I love to ramble by the side of the Thames , as it bounded the beautiful grounds of Lord Orkney , or the magnificent demesne of Sir George Warren- der , the verdant lawns of Cliefden . That place also is full of memories ...
... scene did I love to ramble by the side of the Thames , as it bounded the beautiful grounds of Lord Orkney , or the magnificent demesne of Sir George Warren- der , the verdant lawns of Cliefden . That place also is full of memories ...
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... scene to mark From the bosom of Father Thames . The following powerful lines are better known , and serve to show the variety of Mr. Noel's talent . THE PAUPER'S DRIVE . There's a grim one - horse hearse in a jolly round trot ; To the ...
... scene to mark From the bosom of Father Thames . The following powerful lines are better known , and serve to show the variety of Mr. Noel's talent . THE PAUPER'S DRIVE . There's a grim one - horse hearse in a jolly round trot ; To the ...
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admirable ballads beauty Ben Jonson bird Bonny Dundee Bradshaigh bright brother called charming Colley Cibber dance dear death delight doth EACUS English EURIPIDES eyes fair father fear feeling flowers Gelert George Crowninshield Gerald Griffin give Goodere grace gray horse hand happy hath hear heard heart honor hope horse hour Hyd y Joanna Baillie John John Clare King knew Kyng lady laughed letter light live look Lord maid mignonette Molière morning murder never night o'er once Pan is dead passed person pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise rose round scene seemed sing smile Soame Jenyns song story sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought took trees twas verse walk Winthrop Mackworth Praed wonder words write XANTHIAS young youth
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Side 548 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtile; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
Side 318 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine! I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Side 317 - 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: Like a highborn maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view!
Side 547 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight is in privateness and retiring ; for ornament, is in discourse ; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business. For expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one ; but the general counsels, and the plots, and marshalling of affairs come best from those that are learned.
Side 244 - ... 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 317 - 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.
Side 320 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Side 140 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind : but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received ; or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron which Providence has enabled me to do for myself.
Side 182 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Side 432 - The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river ; Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be...