The Original: A New Miscellany of Humour, Literature, and the Fine Arts, 第 1 卷G. Cowie, 1832 |
搜尋書籍內容
第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 100 筆
第 3 頁
A New Miscellany of Humour, Literature, and the Fine Arts. heart to think of , although it was but a fitting ... hearts are beating quick , and lovely cheeks are pale . ་་་ O'er burning huts , o'er slaughtered hinds the lordly robbers ...
A New Miscellany of Humour, Literature, and the Fine Arts. heart to think of , although it was but a fitting ... hearts are beating quick , and lovely cheeks are pale . ་་་ O'er burning huts , o'er slaughtered hinds the lordly robbers ...
第 6 頁
... heart - rending intelligence that symptoms of plague had ma- nifested themselves in the metropolis . Walter Meynell , who was residing at the University at the time , when the news reached him lost not a moment in repairing thither ...
... heart - rending intelligence that symptoms of plague had ma- nifested themselves in the metropolis . Walter Meynell , who was residing at the University at the time , when the news reached him lost not a moment in repairing thither ...
第 7 頁
... hearts overflowing with love and sorrow , and vows of mutual attachment and perpetual constancy , and it was long before ... heart . increased his admiration , pointed out to him the line of con- duct which he ought to adopt . Summoning ...
... hearts overflowing with love and sorrow , and vows of mutual attachment and perpetual constancy , and it was long before ... heart . increased his admiration , pointed out to him the line of con- duct which he ought to adopt . Summoning ...
第 9 頁
... heart , And bitterly mourned he then , That the rider's good steed unshod must depart , For lack of coals , metal , and men . And he cried " Good Sir , I would fain try my art , But I can't for good reasons ten . Thou Smith of Apolda ...
... heart , And bitterly mourned he then , That the rider's good steed unshod must depart , For lack of coals , metal , and men . And he cried " Good Sir , I would fain try my art , But I can't for good reasons ten . Thou Smith of Apolda ...
第 16 頁
... heart ; Hope now must grieve she did prevail , For he has made her Smart . A gallant man is above ill words : an example we have in the old Lord of Salisbury ( who was a great wise man ) . Stone had called some Lord about Court " Fool ...
... heart ; Hope now must grieve she did prevail , For he has made her Smart . A gallant man is above ill words : an example we have in the old Lord of Salisbury ( who was a great wise man ) . Stone had called some Lord about Court " Fool ...
常見字詞
admiration amusing appear beautiful better Brother Merry called character Cholera Morbus concert Covent Garden dear death delight devil Ditto Drury Lane Editor effect English EPIGRAM exhibited eyes fair father fear feeling gentleman give hand Handel happy Haydn head heard heart honour hope Idomeneo interest Jack Thompson Judas Maccabeus King KING'S THEATRE lady live London look Lord Lord Byron Ludgate Hill Madame Madame Vestris matter Memnon ment mind Miss morning Mozart nature never night o'er once Opera party passed performance person played poor present racter readers replied Robert Steadman scarcely scene seemed Smith of Apolda song soon soul spirit stand Street style sure sweet taste theatre thee THEOPHRASTUS thing thou thought tion took Vishnu voice wife words young
熱門章節
第 210 頁 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them...
第 259 頁 - And he changed his behaviour before them, and feigned himself mad in their hands, and scrabbled on the doors of the gate, and let his spittle fall down upon his beard.
第 26 頁 - Lord Byron's reading did not seem to me to have been very extensive either in poetry or history. Having the advantage of him in that respect, and possessing a good competent share of such reading as is little read, I was sometimes able to put under his eye objects which had for him the interest of novelty.
第 148 頁 - Her grief restrained its tears. One eve a light shone round her bed, And there she saw him stand — Her infant in his little shroud, A taper in his hand. " Lo ! mother, see my shroud is dry, And I can sleep once more !" And beautiful the parting smile The little infant wore.
第 148 頁 - Twas hard to lay him there, When spring was putting forth its flowers, And everything was fair. She had lost many children — now The last of them was gone ; And day and night she sat and wept Beside the funeral stone. One midnight while her constant tears Were falling with the dew, She heard a voice, and lo ! her child Stood by her weeping, too. His shroud was damp, his face was white : He said, " I cannot sleep, Your tears have made my shroud so wet : Oh, mother, do not weep...
第 204 頁 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide. And that one talent which is death to hide, Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide; 'Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
第 88 頁 - I took Moore's poems and my own and some others, and went over them side by side with Pope's, and I was really astonished ( I ought not to have been so) and mortified at the ineffable distance in point of sense, harmony, effect, and even imagination, passion, and invention, between the little Queen Anne's man, and us of the Lower Empire. Depend upon it, it is all Horace then, and Claudian now, among us ; and if I had to begin again, I would mould myself accordingly.
第 88 頁 - I am the more confirmed in this by having lately gone over some of our classics, particularly Pope, whom I tried in this way: I took Moore's poems and my own and some others, and went over them side by side with Pope's, and I was really astonished (I ought not to have been so) and mortified at the ineffable distance in point of sense, harmony, effect, and even imagination, passion, and invention, between the little Queen Anne's man and us of the Lower Empire.
第 167 頁 - Granada, who kept all the saints' days and holidays, and Saint Monday into the bargain, and yet, with all his devotion, he grew poorer and poorer, and could scarcely earn bread for his numerous family. One night he was roused from his first sleep by a knocking at his door. He opened it, and beheld before him a tall meagre, cadaverous-looking priest.
第 149 頁 - On parent knees, a naked new-born child Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled ; So live, that sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep.