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... FAIR , TIME'S WHISPERING GALLERY , No. V. A Visit to the Leasowes , No. VI . Milton at Chalfont , ON A CHILDE PLAYING , • THE MAN - OF - WAR'S - MAN . Chap . VIII . Chap . IX . ODOHERTY ON DON JUAN , CANTOS IX . X. XI . POPULAR TALES OF ...
... FAIR , TIME'S WHISPERING GALLERY , No. V. A Visit to the Leasowes , No. VI . Milton at Chalfont , ON A CHILDE PLAYING , • THE MAN - OF - WAR'S - MAN . Chap . VIII . Chap . IX . ODOHERTY ON DON JUAN , CANTOS IX . X. XI . POPULAR TALES OF ...
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... fair , and to deal square , And to love our friend . " No. 43 .- " Come , my lads , " should stand beside it in the Anthologia . It was written on a Spanish war . " Who cares a puff for France and Spain , Soup maigre in alliance ! They ...
... fair , and to deal square , And to love our friend . " No. 43 .- " Come , my lads , " should stand beside it in the Anthologia . It was written on a Spanish war . " Who cares a puff for France and Spain , Soup maigre in alliance ! They ...
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... fair trial of merits . An exhibition on the scale of that at Somerset - House comprehends all those advantages ; and to its annual display may be at- tributed at once the increased popular feeling for the Fine Arts , and the in- creased ...
... fair trial of merits . An exhibition on the scale of that at Somerset - House comprehends all those advantages ; and to its annual display may be at- tributed at once the increased popular feeling for the Fine Arts , and the in- creased ...
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... fair speed , by merely seizing on the rough traits of things , and expressing them VOL . XIV . by pen , pencil , or chisel ; but now this will not answer . First of all , these things have been so , and by such hands , expressed : - and ...
... fair speed , by merely seizing on the rough traits of things , and expressing them VOL . XIV . by pen , pencil , or chisel ; but now this will not answer . First of all , these things have been so , and by such hands , expressed : - and ...
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... fair . And she ! -what a sim- per - what quiet luxury about her heavy eyelids , and that indescribable , ineffa- ble muzzle ! The great toe of her right foot is curled up in an ecstasy of " no- thing loath " -she shews , after all she ...
... fair . And she ! -what a sim- per - what quiet luxury about her heavy eyelids , and that indescribable , ineffa- ble muzzle ! The great toe of her right foot is curled up in an ecstasy of " no- thing loath " -she shews , after all she ...
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Side 344 - And every one that was in distress, and every one that was in debt, and every one that was discontented, gathered themselves unto him; and he became a captain over them: and there were with him about four hundred men.
Side 396 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Side 157 - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
Side 265 - THE measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin, — rime being no necessary adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame metre...
Side 266 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Side 481 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow, now at least fifty years ago; and the milkmaid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
Side 482 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Side 288 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Side 482 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Side 481 - No, I thank you; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by your daughter when I last passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days since. MILK- WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, "Come, shepherds, deck your herds"? or "As at noon Dulcina rested"?