English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...E.C. & J. Biddle, 1851 - 746 páginas |
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... better rewarded for many of his odes than any other bard , ancient or modern , except perhaps Boileau for his celebrated piece of flattery on the taking of Namur : Virgil at last possessed a fine house at Rome , and a villa at Naples ...
... better rewarded for many of his odes than any other bard , ancient or modern , except perhaps Boileau for his celebrated piece of flattery on the taking of Namur : Virgil at last possessed a fine house at Rome , and a villa at Naples ...
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... better artist . The preference here given to POPE above other modern English poets , it must be remembered , is founded on the excellencies of his works in general , and taken all together ; for there are parts and passages in other ...
... better artist . The preference here given to POPE above other modern English poets , it must be remembered , is founded on the excellencies of his works in general , and taken all together ; for there are parts and passages in other ...
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... better , except more patient and less credulous , I know not . I have learnt to bear my infirmities , and not to trust to the skill of physicians for curing them . I endeavor to drink deep of philosophy , and be wise when I cannot be ...
... better , except more patient and less credulous , I know not . I have learnt to bear my infirmities , and not to trust to the skill of physicians for curing them . I endeavor to drink deep of philosophy , and be wise when I cannot be ...
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Charles Dexter Cleveland. little knowledge can suggest you must know better : what my short experience has shown , you must have better observed . I am sure anything is more acceptable to you than news and compliments ; so I always give ...
Charles Dexter Cleveland. little knowledge can suggest you must know better : what my short experience has shown , you must have better observed . I am sure anything is more acceptable to you than news and compliments ; so I always give ...
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... better of all your prejudices . " Johnson .- " Why , madam , let us compound the matter ; let us ascribe it to my candor , and his merit . " - Croker's Boswell , vol . viii . p . 76 . lysis of the principles of literary composition in ...
... better of all your prejudices . " Johnson .- " Why , madam , let us compound the matter ; let us ascribe it to my candor , and his merit . " - Croker's Boswell , vol . viii . p . 76 . lysis of the principles of literary composition in ...
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Página 174 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Página 201 - BRIGHTEST and best of the Sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid!
Página 467 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Página 468 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Página 468 - Work, work, work! From weary chime to chime ; Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand.
Página 329 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon?
Página 437 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Página 176 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Página 365 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Página 468 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures