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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... seemed complete without a chapter or two about Sindbad or the Forty Thieves , or the retirement of the Fairy Banou . The book was to have been addressed entirely to lovers of sequestered pleasures , and chiefly to such as were in the ...
... seemed complete without a chapter or two about Sindbad or the Forty Thieves , or the retirement of the Fairy Banou . The book was to have been addressed entirely to lovers of sequestered pleasures , and chiefly to such as were in the ...
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... seemed inconsistent with the thing itself , and with all notions we usually entertain of the subtlety of the devil . Abundance of such things as these assisted to argue me out of all apprehensions of its being the devil ; and I pre ...
... seemed inconsistent with the thing itself , and with all notions we usually entertain of the subtlety of the devil . Abundance of such things as these assisted to argue me out of all apprehensions of its being the devil ; and I pre ...
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... seemed banished from human society ; that I was alone , circum- scribed by the boundless ocean , cut off from mankind , and condemned to what I call a silent life ; that I was as one whom Heaven thought not worthy to be numbered among ...
... seemed banished from human society ; that I was alone , circum- scribed by the boundless ocean , cut off from mankind , and condemned to what I call a silent life ; that I was as one whom Heaven thought not worthy to be numbered among ...
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... seemed rather inclined to fly still than to come on . I hallooed again to him and made signs to come forward , which he easily un- derstood , and came a little way , then stopped again , and then a little farther , and then stopped ...
... seemed rather inclined to fly still than to come on . I hallooed again to him and made signs to come forward , which he easily un- derstood , and came a little way , then stopped again , and then a little farther , and then stopped ...
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... seemed to have something very manly in his face , and yet he had all the sweetness and softness of an European in his countenance too , especially when he smiled ; his hair was long and black , not curled like AND OBTAINS A SERVANT . 69.
... seemed to have something very manly in his face , and yet he had all the sweetness and softness of an European in his countenance too , especially when he smiled ; his hair was long and black , not curled like AND OBTAINS A SERVANT . 69.
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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...