Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, 第 5-6 卷Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1880 |
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... hours in sleep , in law's grave study six , Four spend in prayer - the rest on nature fix . Rather : Seven hours to law , to soothing slumber seven , Ten to the world allot , and all to heaven . * An Ode , in Imitation of Alcæus . What ...
... hours in sleep , in law's grave study six , Four spend in prayer - the rest on nature fix . Rather : Seven hours to law , to soothing slumber seven , Ten to the world allot , and all to heaven . * An Ode , in Imitation of Alcæus . What ...
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... hour , When to the banks of Nilus came A youth so lovely and so coy ! But ah ! sweet maid , my counsel hear Youth should attend when those advise Whom long experience renders sage- While music charms the ravished ear ; While sparkling ...
... hour , When to the banks of Nilus came A youth so lovely and so coy ! But ah ! sweet maid , my counsel hear Youth should attend when those advise Whom long experience renders sage- While music charms the ravished ear ; While sparkling ...
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... hours employs ; No noisy neighbour enters here ; Nor intermeddling stranger near , To spoil our heartfelt joys . If solid ... hour . The following is the last sentence of the Siris : He that would make a real progress in knowledge must ...
... hours employs ; No noisy neighbour enters here ; Nor intermeddling stranger near , To spoil our heartfelt joys . If solid ... hour . The following is the last sentence of the Siris : He that would make a real progress in knowledge must ...
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... hours Of social converse and instructive ease , And gathering , at short notice , in one group The family dispersed , and fixing thought Not less dispersed by daylight and its cares . I crown thee king of intimate delights , Fireside ...
... hours Of social converse and instructive ease , And gathering , at short notice , in one group The family dispersed , and fixing thought Not less dispersed by daylight and its cares . I crown thee king of intimate delights , Fireside ...
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... hour to this , a period of twenty years . ' Part of this time , it may be remarked , was spent in attending the earl's eldest son , Lord Belgrave , on a tour of Europe , which must have tended greatly to inform and expand the mind of ...
... hour to this , a period of twenty years . ' Part of this time , it may be remarked , was spent in attending the earl's eldest son , Lord Belgrave , on a tour of Europe , which must have tended greatly to inform and expand the mind of ...
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第 140 頁 - tis her privilege. Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
第 324 頁 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
第 158 頁 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
第 290 頁 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
第 137 頁 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
第 247 頁 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
第 26 頁 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
第 138 頁 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood.
第 297 頁 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
第 291 頁 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.