Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
accept acrostics answer appeared begin believe BERNARD BARTON bring Charles Coleridge comes copy Dear edition Elia Emma Enfield Essays expect eyes feel four give gone half hand head hear heard Hone hope hour John keep kind Lamb Lamb's late leave less Letter lines live London look Magazine Mary matter mean mind Miss month morning natural never night obliged once person picture piece play pleasant pleasure poem poets poor Pray present pretty printed published Quaker received remember respect scarce seems seen sent short sister sonnet spirits stand Street Sunday sure taken tell thanks things thou thought town truly turn verses volume week wish write written young
Página 311 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense: Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Página 62 - I have known many authors want for bread, some repining, others envying the blessed security of a countinghouse, all agreeing they had rather have been tailors, weavers — what not ? rather than the things they were. I have known some starved, some to go mad, one dear friend literally dying in a workhouse. You know not what a rapacious, dishonest set these booksellers are.
Página 160 - Specimens of English Dramatic Poets who lived about the time of Shakspeare...
Página 181 - All the dogs here are going mad, if you believe the overseers ; but I protest they seem to me very rational and collected. But nothing is so deceitful as mad people, to those who are not used to them. Try him with hot water : if he won't lick it up it is a sign he does not like it.
Página 128 - The incomprehensibleness of my condition overwhelmed me. It was like passing from life into eternity. Every year to be as long as three, ie to have three times as much real time — time that is my own, in it ! I wandered about thinking I was happy, but feeling I was not. But that tumultuousness is passing off, and I begin to understand the nature of the gift.
Página 355 - Barrenness of the Imaginative Faculty in the Productions of Modern Art.
Página 38 - I gave away the cake to him. I walked on a little in all the pride of an Evangelical peacock, when of a sudden my old aunt's kindness crossed me ; the sum it was to her ; the pleasure she had a right to expect...
Página 82 - Islington ; a cottage, for it is detached ; a white house, with six good rooms ; the New River (rather elderly by this time) runs (if a moderate walking pace may be so termed) close to the foot of the house ; and behind is a spacious garden with vines (I assure you), pears, strawberries, parsnips, leeks, carrots, cabbages, to delight the heart of old Alcinous.
Página 307 - ... certain pieces I have written in my later days) that ever dropped from poetical pen. My heart hath been right and powerful all its years. I never thought an evil or a weak thought in my life. It has been my aim and my achievement to deduce moral thunder from buttercups, daisies*, celandines, and (as a poet, scarcely inferior to myself, hath it) 'such small deer.
Página 10 - Books, or compare sum with sum, and write 'paid' against this, and 'unpaid' against t'other, and yet reserve in some corner of my mind some darling thoughts all my own - faint memory of some passage in a Book or the tone of an absent friend's voice - a snatch of Miss Burrell's singing - a gleam of Fanny Kelly's divine plain face - The two operations might be going on at the same time without thwarting, as the sun's two motions (earth's I mean,) or as I sometimes turn round till I am giddy, in my...