The Table Book..., Band 1W. Tegg, 1827 - 870 Seiten |
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... late her tender sighs Shall melt the pitying skies , And her soft veil shall hide the gushing tear O well - remember'd day , When on yon bank she lay , Meek in her pride , and in her rigour mild ; The young and bloom ng flowers ...
... late her tender sighs Shall melt the pitying skies , And her soft veil shall hide the gushing tear O well - remember'd day , When on yon bank she lay , Meek in her pride , and in her rigour mild ; The young and bloom ng flowers ...
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... late , in the form of a small portable book with leaves and clasps ; and he transfers a figure of one of the latter from an old work to his own : it resembles the common " slate - books " still sold in the stationers ' shops . He pre ...
... late , in the form of a small portable book with leaves and clasps ; and he transfers a figure of one of the latter from an old work to his own : it resembles the common " slate - books " still sold in the stationers ' shops . He pre ...
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... late Mr. Vernon began the last air in the fourth act , which runs , " Torn from me , torn from me , which way did they take her ? " a dissatisfied musical critic immediately answered the actor's interrogation in the following words ...
... late Mr. Vernon began the last air in the fourth act , which runs , " Torn from me , torn from me , which way did they take her ? " a dissatisfied musical critic immediately answered the actor's interrogation in the following words ...
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... late Mr. Gifford , in a note on Mas- singer , chiefly from the " Arcadia , " de- scribes Barley - break thus : " It was played by six people , ( three of each sex , ) who were coupled by lot . A piece of ground was then chosen , and ...
... late Mr. Gifford , in a note on Mas- singer , chiefly from the " Arcadia , " de- scribes Barley - break thus : " It was played by six people , ( three of each sex , ) who were coupled by lot . A piece of ground was then chosen , and ...
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... late unfor tunate . If he is found in bed , as is usually the case , from the effects of his sacrifice to the " jolly God , " they pull him out of his nest , hardly permitting him to dress , and place him on the " bier , " - a ...
... late unfor tunate . If he is found in bed , as is usually the case , from the effects of his sacrifice to the " jolly God , " they pull him out of his nest , hardly permitting him to dress , and place him on the " bier , " - a ...
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Seite 126 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Seite 472 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honor; and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Seite 405 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Seite 398 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 25 - ... Lord Orford), were, for the most part, as completely out of my reach as a crown and sceptre. There was, indeed, a resource ; but the utmost caution and secrecy were necessary in applying to it. I beat out pieces of leather as smooth as possible, and wrought my problems on them with a blunted awl ; for the rest, my memory was tenacious, and I could multiply and divide by it to a great extent.
Seite 8 - That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers ; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels ; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account ; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.
Seite 496 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Seite 625 - ... for which reason they had come unarmed. Their object was not to do injury, and thus provoke the Great Spirit, but to do good. They were then met on the broad pathway of good faith and good will, so that no advantage was to be taken on either side, but all was to be openness, brotherhood, and love.
Seite 439 - GARRICK. fO a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world which he can truly call his own, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence and territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's travel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire.
Seite 405 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk...