The essays of EliaE. Moxon, 1840 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 81 筆
第 3 頁
... Lord Midas among them . But at the desk Tipp was quite another sort of creature . Thence all ideas , that were purely ornamental , were banished . You could not speak of anything romantic without rebuke . Politics were excluded . A ...
... Lord Midas among them . But at the desk Tipp was quite another sort of creature . Thence all ideas , that were purely ornamental , were banished . You could not speak of anything romantic without rebuke . Politics were excluded . A ...
第 7 頁
... Lord . At the very time when , personally encountering thee , he passes on with no recognition- -or , being stopped , starts like a thing surprised — at that moment , D. has been engaged , he tells me , through a course of laborious ...
... Lord . At the very time when , personally encountering thee , he passes on with no recognition- -or , being stopped , starts like a thing surprised — at that moment , D. has been engaged , he tells me , through a course of laborious ...
第 16 頁
... Lord Brook - of which no Frenchman , nor woman of France , Italy , or England , was ever by nature constituted to comprehend a tittle ! -Was there not Zimmerman on Solitude ? · Reader , if haply thou art blessed with a moderate ...
... Lord Brook - of which no Frenchman , nor woman of France , Italy , or England , was ever by nature constituted to comprehend a tittle ! -Was there not Zimmerman on Solitude ? · Reader , if haply thou art blessed with a moderate ...
第 66 頁
... Lord C. It seems that travelling somewhere about Geneva , he came to some pretty green spot , or nook , where a willow , or something hung so fantastically and invitingly over a stream - was it ? -or a rock ? -no matter - but the ...
... Lord C. It seems that travelling somewhere about Geneva , he came to some pretty green spot , or nook , where a willow , or something hung so fantastically and invitingly over a stream - was it ? -or a rock ? -no matter - but the ...
第 72 頁
... lord , stript of ali , and seated on the flowering green of Bethnal , with his more fresh and springing daughter by his side , illumining his rags and his beggary - would the child and parent have cut a better figure , doing the honours ...
... lord , stript of ali , and seated on the flowering green of Bethnal , with his more fresh and springing daughter by his side , illumining his rags and his beggary - would the child and parent have cut a better figure , doing the honours ...
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第 55 頁 - Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
第 55 頁 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
第 74 頁 - Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
第 73 頁 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
第 69 頁 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
第 74 頁 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it.
第 50 頁 - In the same hour came forth fingers of a man's hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaster of the wall of the king's palace: and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote.
第 95 頁 - twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful; She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished That heaven had made her such a man; she thanked me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake; She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them.
第 75 頁 - While he was thinking what he should say to his father, and wringing his hands over the smoking remnants of one of those untimely sufferers, an odor assailed his nostrils, unlike any scent which he had before experienced.
第 42 頁 - Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit? Are beauties there as proud as here they be ? Do they above love to be loved, and yet Those lovers scorn, whom that love doth possess? Do they call virtue there — ungratefulness!