A Book for a Corner: Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of Enjoyment: with Comments on Each, and a Genera; Introduction, Volumen1G. P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... hear ; Yet these she challeng'd , these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove , Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove , But there was eke a mind which did that ...
... hear ; Yet these she challeng'd , these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove , Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove , But there was eke a mind which did that ...
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... hear her then repeat How Israel's sons , beneath a foreign king , While taunting foemen did a song entreat , All for the nonce , untuning every string , Uphung their useless lyres - small heart had they to sing . For she was just , and ...
... hear her then repeat How Israel's sons , beneath a foreign king , While taunting foemen did a song entreat , All for the nonce , untuning every string , Uphung their useless lyres - small heart had they to sing . For she was just , and ...
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... hear nothing , nor see anything ; I went up to a rising ground to look farther ; I went up the shore , and down the shore , but it was all one ; I could CRUSOE FINDS THE PRINT OF A FOOT . 59 He finds the Print of a Man's Foot on the Shore.
... hear nothing , nor see anything ; I went up to a rising ground to look farther ; I went up the shore , and down the shore , but it was all one ; I could CRUSOE FINDS THE PRINT OF A FOOT . 59 He finds the Print of a Man's Foot on the Shore.
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... hear if they made any noise . At length , being very impatient , I set my guns at the foot of my ladder , and clambered up to the top of the hill by my two stages as usual ; standing so , however , that my head did not appear above the ...
... hear if they made any noise . At length , being very impatient , I set my guns at the foot of my ladder , and clambered up to the top of the hill by my two stages as usual ; standing so , however , that my head did not appear above the ...
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... hear ; though at that distance it would not have been easily heard ; and being out of sight of the smoke too , they would not have easily known what to make of it . Having knocked this fellow down , the other who pursued him stopped ...
... hear ; though at that distance it would not have been easily heard ; and being out of sight of the smoke too , they would not have easily known what to make of it . Having knocked this fellow down , the other who pursued him stopped ...
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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 |
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Página 48 - 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 170 - 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.
Página 95 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 31 - 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 168 - 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. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Página 227 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the Sun upon...
Página 179 - Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep...
Página 226 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Página 226 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...