The Carthusian, Ausgabe 1S. Walker, 1839 |
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... readers " ; in these two respects differing from our authorities just alleged , that we are humble enough to prefer plain prose , and honest enough to admit of censure as well as praise , in our Introduction . H. M. C. F. I. G. B. ...
... readers " ; in these two respects differing from our authorities just alleged , that we are humble enough to prefer plain prose , and honest enough to admit of censure as well as praise , in our Introduction . H. M. C. F. I. G. B. ...
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... readers , and you may take all the copies yourself for anything that I shall help you to the contrary . If your book is to be like your pro- spectus , I wish you joy of your bargain . The trash about the kite was inexpressibly childish ...
... readers , and you may take all the copies yourself for anything that I shall help you to the contrary . If your book is to be like your pro- spectus , I wish you joy of your bargain . The trash about the kite was inexpressibly childish ...
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... Reader , Assistant - Master , and a Guest . ( The Butler , having set a jug of hot water on the table , which glitters with decanters and glasses , has just left the room , shut the door , and " sported the oak . " ) " CHURCH AND KING ...
... Reader , Assistant - Master , and a Guest . ( The Butler , having set a jug of hot water on the table , which glitters with decanters and glasses , has just left the room , shut the door , and " sported the oak . " ) " CHURCH AND KING ...
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... Reader . " Little of England , and less of Charterhouse . Fol- lowing a soldier's fortune in the East , to an age which few when they have attained there , have afterwards cared to return to their native land , I knew nothing of my old ...
... Reader . " Little of England , and less of Charterhouse . Fol- lowing a soldier's fortune in the East , to an age which few when they have attained there , have afterwards cared to return to their native land , I knew nothing of my old ...
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... Reader , " you may re- mark that there are few great names in English litera- ture who have not gladly testified in after life their af- fection and gratitude to the place of their education ; they have delighted to honour their school ...
... Reader , " you may re- mark that there are few great names in English litera- ture who have not gladly testified in after life their af- fection and gratitude to the place of their education ; they have delighted to honour their school ...
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aëre Alice arms beauty better breath Brooke Hall brother called Carthusian Cerberus chapel Charterhouse Charterhouse Lane Cicero cloister Connor dear Domus doubt Duke of Norfolk English fair Father fear feelings flowers garden gentleman give hand happy hath Hawkhurst head hear heard heart honour hope hour Iverly jump Jim Crow Jupiter King lady light look Lord Master Mercury mind monk morning muse nature never o'er observed old Carthusian once ourselves Ovid Oxford passed pleasure Pluto poet poetry Preacher present principle racter readers replied Richard Lovelace round scene Schoolmaster seemed smile song soul spirit Spondees Tarifa tell thee thing Thomas Sutton thou thought tion tone Townshend Triumvirate verses Virg voice Vulcan walls wild wish words young youth
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Seite 267 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
Seite 469 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo...
Seite 430 - Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest l thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Seite 256 - The glories of our birth and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against Fate : Death lays his icy hand on Kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down. And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Seite 488 - For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir-tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle-tree : and it shall be to the Lord for a name, for an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.
Seite 422 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire ; While expletives their feeble aid do join ; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line ; While they ring round the same unvaried chimes, With sure returns of still-expected rhymes. Where'er you find " the cooling western breeze...
Seite 255 - True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, Dear, so much, Loved I not Honour more.
Seite 431 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Seite 486 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Seite 419 - BOY'S SONG. WHERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.