The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Volumes 1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... talk foolishly Till that were cancelled , and when that was gone , We left an air behind us , which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty ; —though but downright fools , mere wise . The other celebrated resort of the ...
... talk foolishly Till that were cancelled , and when that was gone , We left an air behind us , which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty ; —though but downright fools , mere wise . The other celebrated resort of the ...
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... talk with him a word more . In this spirit , shortly after , he died ; and just before his death he directed a tomb to be made for him , on which were sculptured the tools belonging to his trade , with this epitaph : - " This sepulchre ...
... talk with him a word more . In this spirit , shortly after , he died ; and just before his death he directed a tomb to be made for him , on which were sculptured the tools belonging to his trade , with this epitaph : - " This sepulchre ...
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... by education , thought it no mean thing or vulgar to kneel to the grey - headed artisan in the street , and beg the blessing of his honest hand . CHAPTER XVII . More News of Ulysses . TALKING the 64 [ CHAP . XVI THE INDICATOR .
... by education , thought it no mean thing or vulgar to kneel to the grey - headed artisan in the street , and beg the blessing of his honest hand . CHAPTER XVII . More News of Ulysses . TALKING the 64 [ CHAP . XVI THE INDICATOR .
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Leigh Hunt. CHAPTER XVII . More News of Ulysses . TALKING the other day with a friend * about Dante , he observed , that whenever so great a poet told anything in addition or con- tinuation of an ancient story , he had a right to be ...
Leigh Hunt. CHAPTER XVII . More News of Ulysses . TALKING the other day with a friend * about Dante , he observed , that whenever so great a poet told anything in addition or con- tinuation of an ancient story , he had a right to be ...
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... talk , especially to the neglect of Saint Antonio's monastery . As to the people themselves , they thought variously . Most of them were mortified at having been cheated : and some swore they never would be cheated again , let ...
... talk , especially to the neglect of Saint Antonio's monastery . As to the people themselves , they thought variously . Most of them were mortified at having been cheated : and some swore they never would be cheated again , let ...
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Page 101 - 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, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Page 4 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Page 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 191 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Page 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Page 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Page 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Page 79 - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' The western wave was all a-flame, The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun ; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Page 65 - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Page 197 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.