A Book for a Corner, Or Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of EnjoymentLeigh Hunt J.P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... eyes of many readers , perhaps of most , would in all probability improve it . This was , to suppose our sequestered reader thinking , not merely of the pleasures of his childhood or of his old age , but of his whole life , past or to ...
... eyes of many readers , perhaps of most , would in all probability improve it . This was , to suppose our sequestered reader thinking , not merely of the pleasures of his childhood or of his old age , but of his whole life , past or to ...
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... serious , or nothing but merry , is but half a man . The lachrymal or the risible organs are wanting in him . He has no business to have eyes of muscles like other men . The universalist alone can put 20 INTRODUCTION .
... serious , or nothing but merry , is but half a man . The lachrymal or the risible organs are wanting in him . He has no business to have eyes of muscles like other men . The universalist alone can put 20 INTRODUCTION .
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... eye and set him thinking of other countries . He will detect old acquaintances in Arabic numerals , and puzzle over a sum or a problem , if only to try and taste the curiosity of it . He is the only man ( except a soldier or a gardener ) ...
... eye and set him thinking of other countries . He will detect old acquaintances in Arabic numerals , and puzzle over a sum or a problem , if only to try and taste the curiosity of it . He is the only man ( except a soldier or a gardener ) ...
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... eyes her fairy throng , and turns her wheel around . Her сар , far whiter than the driven snow , Emblem right meet of decency does yield : Her apron , dy'd in grain , is blue , I trowe , As is the harebell that adorns the field : And in ...
... eyes her fairy throng , and turns her wheel around . Her сар , far whiter than the driven snow , Emblem right meet of decency does yield : Her apron , dy'd in grain , is blue , I trowe , As is the harebell that adorns the field : And in ...
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... eyes to wander leagues around ; And pungent radish , biting infant's tongue ; And plaintain ribb'd , that heals the reaper's wound ; And marjoram sweet , in shepherd's posie found ; And lavender , whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be ...
... eyes to wander leagues around ; And pungent radish , biting infant's tongue ; And plaintain ribb'd , that heals the reaper's wound ; And marjoram sweet , in shepherd's posie found ; And lavender , whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be ...
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A Book for a Corner; Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from ..., Volumen1 Leigh Hunt Vista completa - 1852 |
A Book for a Corner: Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best ... Vista completa - 1852 |
Términos y frases comunes
admiration agreeable appeared beautiful began better boat Bougainville called carts castle charming Chiswick House club Comanians delight desert of Lop door eyes fancy father fear fire Foulahs garden gave gentleman Gil Blas give ground hand happy hear heard heart heaven hill horse Jack Bruce Joseph Andrews kind knew Kooma Kubla Khan lady lived look lord Ludovico Marco Polo master mind morning MUNGO PARK nature never night o'er observed parterres passage passed person pleased pleasure poet poor Prester John reader retired Robert Bage Rubruquis seemed seen servants ship shore side Sir Roger sleep Solander soon sort spirit stood story sweet Tartars taste Tatler tell things thought tion told took travellers trees turn village walk wind wood word young youth
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Página 46 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Página 29 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Página 167 - And on her dulcimer she played, 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!
Página 166 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
Página 226 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send : He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.
Página 137 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave?
Página 167 - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
Página 226 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 164 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Página 17 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.