Shelburne Essays: 3rd seriesPutnam, 1905 - 265 strani |
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... passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last . Those lips are thine - thy own sweet smile I see , The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails , else how distinct they say , " Grieve not , my child , chase all thy ...
... passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last . Those lips are thine - thy own sweet smile I see , The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails , else how distinct they say , " Grieve not , my child , chase all thy ...
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... passed under the instruction of Vincent Bourne , so many of whose fables he was to translate in after years , and who , with Milton and Prior , was most influential in forming his poetical manner . I love the memory of Vinny Bourne [ he ...
... passed under the instruction of Vincent Bourne , so many of whose fables he was to translate in after years , and who , with Milton and Prior , was most influential in forming his poetical manner . I love the memory of Vinny Bourne [ he ...
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... passed . " Lamb was twenty - five when Cowper died , in the year 1800. One is tempted to con- tinue in the language of fable and ask what would have happened had the city mouse allured the country mouse to visit his chambers in Hol ...
... passed . " Lamb was twenty - five when Cowper died , in the year 1800. One is tempted to con- tinue in the language of fable and ask what would have happened had the city mouse allured the country mouse to visit his chambers in Hol ...
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... passed sometimes within a foot of the edge of it , from which to have fallen would probably have been to be dashed in pieces . But though to have been dashed in pieces would perhaps have been best for me , I shrunk from the precipice ...
... passed sometimes within a foot of the edge of it , from which to have fallen would probably have been to be dashed in pieces . But though to have been dashed in pieces would perhaps have been best for me , I shrunk from the precipice ...
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... passed from the world in the end saddened but not frenzied by his dreams ? At least in our thoughts let us leave him , not stand- ing alone on the crumbling cliff over a hungry sea , but walking with his sympathetic companion arm in arm ...
... passed from the world in the end saddened but not frenzied by his dreams ? At least in our thoughts let us leave him , not stand- ing alone on the crumbling cliff over a hungry sea , but walking with his sympathetic companion arm in arm ...
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Stran 159 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Stran 41 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Stran 45 - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear; It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast, Like stars upon some gloomy grove, Or those faint beams in which this hill is drest After the sun's remove.
Stran 1 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid , Thy morning bounties ere I left my home. The biscuit, or confectionary plum...
Stran 19 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Stran 136 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.
Stran 1 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! But the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
Stran 1 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Stran 23 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will...
Stran 46 - After the sun's remove. I see them walking in an air of glory, Whose light doth trample on my days; My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays.