The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Volumes 1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... true , unsophisti- cated apple . Nothing else would have suited . " The apples , methought . " says Sir Philip Sydney of his heroine in the Arcadia , " fell down from the trees to do homage to the apples of her breast . " The idea seems ...
... true , unsophisti- cated apple . Nothing else would have suited . " The apples , methought . " says Sir Philip Sydney of his heroine in the Arcadia , " fell down from the trees to do homage to the apples of her breast . " The idea seems ...
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... true immortality . The story of Godiva is not a fiction , as many suppose it . At least it is to be found in Matthew of Westminster , and is not of a nature to have been a mere invention . Her name , and that of her husband , Leofric ...
... true immortality . The story of Godiva is not a fiction , as many suppose it . At least it is to be found in Matthew of Westminster , and is not of a nature to have been a mere invention . Her name , and that of her husband , Leofric ...
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... true homage to the Supreme Being by enjoying his creation . One of the best pieces of advice for an ailing spirit is to go to no sudden extremes - to adopt no great and extreme changes in diet or other habits . They may make a man 24 ...
... true homage to the Supreme Being by enjoying his creation . One of the best pieces of advice for an ailing spirit is to go to no sudden extremes - to adopt no great and extreme changes in diet or other habits . They may make a man 24 ...
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... true madness will be found . It is the more intelli- gent that are subject to the other disorders ; and a proper use of their intelligence will show them what the disorders are . mon . But weak treatment may frighten the intelligert . A ...
... true madness will be found . It is the more intelli- gent that are subject to the other disorders ; and a proper use of their intelligence will show them what the disorders are . mon . But weak treatment may frighten the intelligert . A ...
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... true Chris- tian sickness , and fit for charitable interpretation , but where the patient has gone regularly to bed , and had curtains , and caudle- cups , and nurses about him , like a well - behaved respectable sick gentleman . But ...
... true Chris- tian sickness , and fit for charitable interpretation , but where the patient has gone regularly to bed , and had curtains , and caudle- cups , and nurses about him , like a well - behaved respectable sick gentleman . But ...
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Page 176 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
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 7 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tow'r...
Page 197 - 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.
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! (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 212 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.