Literary curiosities and eccentricities, in prose and verse, ed. by W.A. Clouston |
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... heart more alive to kindness . To the wise and good , how eloquent his gratitude ! to Glencairn , how imperishable ! This exceeding tenderness of heart often gave such pathos to his ordinary talk , that he even melted commonplace people ...
... heart more alive to kindness . To the wise and good , how eloquent his gratitude ! to Glencairn , how imperishable ! This exceeding tenderness of heart often gave such pathos to his ordinary talk , that he even melted commonplace people ...
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... heart , it is deeper seated and harder to get at than anybody else's heart I have ever known . " " 66 As a contribution to the Byron controversy , the evidence given by Mr. Harness as to Byron's peculiar idiosyncrasy is not without im ...
... heart , it is deeper seated and harder to get at than anybody else's heart I have ever known . " " 66 As a contribution to the Byron controversy , the evidence given by Mr. Harness as to Byron's peculiar idiosyncrasy is not without im ...
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... heart soft with pity ; and when winter evenings fall early , sitting at her merry wheel , she sings a defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune . She doth all things with so sweet a grace , it seems ignorance will not suffer her to do ill ...
... heart soft with pity ; and when winter evenings fall early , sitting at her merry wheel , she sings a defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune . She doth all things with so sweet a grace , it seems ignorance will not suffer her to do ill ...
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... heart " ? David , the Hebrew king , had fallen into sins enough ; blackest crimes ; there was no want of sins . And thereupon the unbelievers sneer , and ask , Is this your man according to God's own heart ? The sneer , I must say ...
... heart " ? David , the Hebrew king , had fallen into sins enough ; blackest crimes ; there was no want of sins . And thereupon the unbelievers sneer , and ask , Is this your man according to God's own heart ? The sneer , I must say ...
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... heart , he has to rise again , struggle again still onwards . That his struggle be a faithful un- conquerable struggle : that is the question of questions . SHAKSPEARIAN NOTES . SIR THOMAS MORE , in his History of Richard III ...
... heart , he has to rise again , struggle again still onwards . That his struggle be a faithful un- conquerable struggle : that is the question of questions . SHAKSPEARIAN NOTES . SIR THOMAS MORE , in his History of Richard III ...
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Page 195 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 196 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Page 128 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit; and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not.
Page 195 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Page 45 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Page 158 - Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Page 66 - Ladybird, Ladybird, fly away home, Your house is on fire, your children will burn.
Page 195 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy...
Page 196 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Page 154 - When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates. And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.