Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative to the Poets of Every Age and Nation. With Specimens of Their Works and Sketches of Their Biography, Volume 1 |
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... castle , wholly surrounded by the sea . No sooner was an attempt made to bring his remains into the open air , than the heavens were overcast , a tempestuous wind arose , and the billows roared . But the most in- credible part of this ...
... castle , wholly surrounded by the sea . No sooner was an attempt made to bring his remains into the open air , than the heavens were overcast , a tempestuous wind arose , and the billows roared . But the most in- credible part of this ...
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... castle of Vincennes . The first night of his imprisonment , he had scarcely fallen asleep , when he suddenly felt something warm and hairy in his bed . Supposing it to be a cat , he drove the animal away and went to sleep again . Being ...
... castle of Vincennes . The first night of his imprisonment , he had scarcely fallen asleep , when he suddenly felt something warm and hairy in his bed . Supposing it to be a cat , he drove the animal away and went to sleep again . Being ...
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... castle of Wallingford , in Berk- shire . Having a fine voice , he was impress- ed from Wallingford College into the King's Chapel . Soon afterwards , he was admitted into the choir of St. Paul's Cathedral , in London ; where he made ...
... castle of Wallingford , in Berk- shire . Having a fine voice , he was impress- ed from Wallingford College into the King's Chapel . Soon afterwards , he was admitted into the choir of St. Paul's Cathedral , in London ; where he made ...
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... Castle , he put him to death , and then cut off his head and tore out his heart . On his return to the Castle , he ordered the latter to be dressed and served VOL . I. Ꮮ up to his wife as a piece of venison , POETRY AND POETS . 147 ...
... Castle , he put him to death , and then cut off his head and tore out his heart . On his return to the Castle , he ordered the latter to be dressed and served VOL . I. Ꮮ up to his wife as a piece of venison , POETRY AND POETS . 147 ...
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... Castle of Roussillon was demolished , Raymond put to death , and the bodies of the lovers were conveyed to Perpignan , where they were buried in the same tomb , before the gate of the Church of St. John , to which , for a considerable ...
... Castle of Roussillon was demolished , Raymond put to death , and the bodies of the lovers were conveyed to Perpignan , where they were buried in the same tomb , before the gate of the Church of St. John , to which , for a considerable ...
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Page 41 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Page 110 - THEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul so warm and true ; " And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp *, " Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp,
Page 134 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Page 134 - As we ascended the hill, the variety of beautiful objects, the agreeable stillness and natural simplicity of the whole scene, gave us the highest pleasure. We at length reached the spot whence Milton undoubtedly took most of his images; it is on the top of the hill, from which there is a most extensive prospect on all sides : the distant mountains that seemed to support the clouds, the villages and turrets, partly shaded...
Page 135 - ... where the sheep were feeding at large ; in short, the view of the streams and rivers, convinced us that there was not a single useless or idle word in the above-mentioned description, but that it was a most exact and lively representation of nature. Thus will this fine passage, which has always been admired for its elegance, receive an additional beauty from its exactness. After we had walked, with a kind of poetical enthusiasm, over this enchanted ground, we returned to the village...
Page 2 - Hill, where he is said to have died of want; or, as it is related by one of his biographers, by swallowing, after a long fast, a piece of bread which charity had supplied. He went out, as is reported, almost naked, in the rage of hunger, and finding a gentleman in a neighbouring coffee-house, asked him for a shilling. The gentleman gave him a guinea; and Otway going away bought a roll, and was choked with the first mouthful.
Page 96 - Next Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had ; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear ; For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Page 43 - SHALL I like a hermit dwell On a rock or in a cell, Calling home the smallest part That is missing of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be...
Page 155 - English miles ; though the actual breadth is barely one. The rapidity of the current is such that no boat can row directly across ; and it may in some measure be estimated, from the circumstance of the whole distance being accomplished by one of the parties in an hour and five, and by the other in an hour and ten minutes. The water was extremely cold, from the melting of the mountain snows.
Page 41 - Now what is love? I pray thee, tell. It is that fountain and that well Where pleasure and repentance dwell.