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... delight , " says Petrarch , “ in my pic tures . I take great pleasure also in images ; they come in show more near unto nature than pictures , for they do but appear ; but these are felt to be substantial , and their bodies are more ...
... delight , " says Petrarch , “ in my pic tures . I take great pleasure also in images ; they come in show more near unto nature than pictures , for they do but appear ; but these are felt to be substantial , and their bodies are more ...
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... delight , ) and not a few at the desire of my friends . When The sum my master received was six pounds . As I have republished one of our old poets , it may he allowable to mention that my predilection for the Irama began at an early ...
... delight , ) and not a few at the desire of my friends . When The sum my master received was six pounds . As I have republished one of our old poets , it may he allowable to mention that my predilection for the Irama began at an early ...
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... delight in the hope of giving him pleasure , that now , when he appeared to have left me in the midst of my enterprise , and I was abandoned to my own efforts , I seemed to be engaged in a hopeless struggle , without motive or end : and ...
... delight in the hope of giving him pleasure , that now , when he appeared to have left me in the midst of my enterprise , and I was abandoned to my own efforts , I seemed to be engaged in a hopeless struggle , without motive or end : and ...
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... delight , at the favourable change of circumstances which we have both experienced since it was written . " Wolfe rush'd on death in manhood's bloom . Paulet crept slowly to the tomb ; Here breath , there fame was given : And that wise ...
... delight , at the favourable change of circumstances which we have both experienced since it was written . " Wolfe rush'd on death in manhood's bloom . Paulet crept slowly to the tomb ; Here breath , there fame was given : And that wise ...
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... delight but a lady of city or town cannot conceive the emotions enjoyed by a party collected in the village to see the " old year " out and the " new year " in . At this time , the " country dance " is of the first importance to the ...
... delight but a lady of city or town cannot conceive the emotions enjoyed by a party collected in the village to see the " old year " out and the " new year " in . At this time , the " country dance " is of the first importance to the ...
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Page 126 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 472 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honor; and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 405 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Page 398 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Page 25 - ... Lord Orford), were, for the most part, as completely out of my reach as a crown and sceptre. There was, indeed, a resource ; but the utmost caution and secrecy were necessary in applying to it. I beat out pieces of leather as smooth as possible, and wrought my problems on them with a blunted awl ; for the rest, my memory was tenacious, and I could multiply and divide by it to a great extent.
Page 8 - That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers ; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels ; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account ; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.
Page 496 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Page 625 - ... for which reason they had come unarmed. Their object was not to do injury, and thus provoke the Great Spirit, but to do good. They were then met on the broad pathway of good faith and good will, so that no advantage was to be taken on either side, but all was to be openness, brotherhood, and love.
Page 439 - GARRICK. fO a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world which he can truly call his own, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence and territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's travel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire.
Page 405 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk...