A book for a corner; or, Selections in prose and verse, with comments and intr. by L. Hunt, Band 1Leigh Hunt 1849 |
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... took delight to feed , The plodding pattern of the busy dame ; Which , ever and anon , impell'd by need , Into her school , begirt with chickens , came ; Such favour did her past deportment claim ; And if neglect had lavish'd on the ...
... took delight to feed , The plodding pattern of the busy dame ; Which , ever and anon , impell'd by need , Into her school , begirt with chickens , came ; Such favour did her past deportment claim ; And if neglect had lavish'd on the ...
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... here , whenever I had occasion to be absent from my chief seat , I took up my country habitation . Adjoining to this I had my enclosures for my cattle , that 52 CRUSOE'S MEDITATIONS AND MODE OF LIFE . is to D 2 AND MODE OF LIFE . 51.
... here , whenever I had occasion to be absent from my chief seat , I took up my country habitation . Adjoining to this I had my enclosures for my cattle , that 52 CRUSOE'S MEDITATIONS AND MODE OF LIFE . is to D 2 AND MODE OF LIFE . 51.
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... took him up , and made much of him , and encouraged him all I could . But there was more work to do yet ; for I perceived the savage whom I knocked down was not killed , but stunned with the blow , and began to come to himself ; so I ...
... took him up , and made much of him , and encouraged him all I could . But there was more work to do yet ; for I perceived the savage whom I knocked down was not killed , but stunned with the blow , and began to come to himself ; so I ...
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... took my man Friday with me , giving him the sword in his hand , with the bow and arrows at his back , which I found he could use very dexterously , making him carry one gun for me , and I two for myself , and away we marched to the ...
... took my man Friday with me , giving him the sword in his hand , with the bow and arrows at his back , which I found he could use very dexterously , making him carry one gun for me , and I two for myself , and away we marched to the ...
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... took courage , and arming myself with gun , pistols , and cutlass , I went out of my grotto , and crept down the wood . I then heard them plainer than before , and was able to judge from what point of the compass they proceeded ...
... took courage , and arming myself with gun , pistols , and cutlass , I went out of my grotto , and crept down the wood . I then heard them plainer than before , and was able to judge from what point of the compass they proceeded ...
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Seite 37 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Seite 170 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Seite 171 - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Seite 51 - It happened one day about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a man's naked foot on the shore, which was very plain to be seen in the sand : I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition...
Seite 165 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Seite 187 - The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these. "The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn.
Seite 167 - ... the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines; if that indeed can be called composition' in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Seite 171 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
Seite 163 - As when a vulture, on Imaus bred, Whose snowy ridge the roving Tartar bounds, Dislodging from a region scarce of prey, To gorge the flesh of lambs or yeanling kids On hills where flocks are fed, flies toward the springs Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams, But in his way lights on the barren plains Of Sericana, where Chineses drive With sails and wind their cany waggons light...
Seite 172 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...