Temple Bar, 第 2 卷

Ward and Lock, 1861


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第 240 頁 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
第 178 頁 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
第 182 頁 - I was a freshman ; it was admirable curious gothic architecture, and fine figures in the nitches ; 'twas one of those built by king for his queen.) The ballad-singer complained he had no custom — he could not put off his ballads. The jolly doctor puts off his gown, and puts on the ballad-singer's leathern jacket, and being a handsome man, and a rare full voice, he presently vended a great many, and had a great audience.
第 481 頁 - You are now a minister's wife, and must now so far forget your father's house as not to claim a precedence of any of your parishioners, for you are to know that a priest's wife can challenge no precedence or place, but that which she purchases by her obliging humility ; and I am sure places so purchased do best become them. And let me tell you, that I am so good a herald as to assure you that this is truth.
第 230 頁 - ... were brought up over the blue, and everything well watered, and so all left blue again till next time, with, perhaps, a film of morning and evening mist for dew.
第 482 頁 - ... some of the meaner sort of his parish did so love and reverence Mr Herbert that they would let their plough rest when Mr Herbert's Saints Bell" rung to prayers that they might also offer their devotions to God with him; and would then return back to their plough.
第 480 頁 - They should neither have a precedency or priority of the other; but that prayer and preaching, being equally useful, might agree like brethren, and have an equal honour and estimation.
第 485 頁 - Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, When once it is within thee ; but before Mayst rule it, as thou list: and pour the shame, Which it would pour on thee, upon the floor. It is most just to throw that on the ground, Which would throw me there, if I keep the round.
第 195 頁 - Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
第 486 頁 - ... sad taste convey, Making my minde to smell my fatall day ; Yet sugring the su'spicion. Farewell deare flowers, sweetly your time ye spent, Fit, while ye liv'd, for smell or ornament, And after death for cures. I follow straight without complaints or grief, Since if my sent be good, I care not, if It be as short as yours.