The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Bind 1–2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... wish with regard to his study , extremely suitable to our present purpose . He would have the lamp in it seen , thus letting others into a share of his enjoyments , by the imagination of them . And let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen ...
... wish with regard to his study , extremely suitable to our present purpose . He would have the lamp in it seen , thus letting others into a share of his enjoyments , by the imagination of them . And let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen ...
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... wish , on that account , never to have thought upon the subject , they would only show , that they cared for their own exemption from suffering , and not for its diminution in general . * * Perhaps the best thing to be said finally ...
... wish , on that account , never to have thought upon the subject , they would only show , that they cared for their own exemption from suffering , and not for its diminution in general . * * Perhaps the best thing to be said finally ...
Side 43
... wish it as large as possible ; and the enjoy- ment of it is doubled by its becoming more visible to the eyes of others . It is for this reason that jests in company are sometimes built up by one hand after another , " threepiled ...
... wish it as large as possible ; and the enjoy- ment of it is doubled by its becoming more visible to the eyes of others . It is for this reason that jests in company are sometimes built up by one hand after another , " threepiled ...
Side 44
... wish to impress this fact on his guests ) : ' I never heard any particular encomium or speech about them from any one else but they carry their own eloquence with them they are things , Sir , of infinite taste . ' ( Here a laugh , which ...
... wish to impress this fact on his guests ) : ' I never heard any particular encomium or speech about them from any one else but they carry their own eloquence with them they are things , Sir , of infinite taste . ' ( Here a laugh , which ...
Side 57
... wishes to stop and hear the Syrens ; but the palmer , his companion , dissuades him : When suddeinly a grosse fog overspred With his dull vapor all that desert has , And heaven's chearefull face enveloped , That all things one , and one ...
... wishes to stop and hear the Syrens ; but the palmer , his companion , dissuades him : When suddeinly a grosse fog overspred With his dull vapor all that desert has , And heaven's chearefull face enveloped , That all things one , and one ...
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Side 176 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Side 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Side 191 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Side 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Side 7 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tow'r...
Side 197 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Side 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Side 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Side 79 - See! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel! The western wave was all a-flame. The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Side 212 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.