Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, 第 2 卷W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... scene , or circumstance . Wordsworth , who is the most legitimate and by far the finest sonnet - writer in the English language , since Milton , has produced several perfect specimens of the force and unity of this species of ...
... scene , or circumstance . Wordsworth , who is the most legitimate and by far the finest sonnet - writer in the English language , since Milton , has produced several perfect specimens of the force and unity of this species of ...
第 45 頁
... scene of all , the rosy dreams and slumbers light , ' induced by wholesome exercise and placid thoughts . But perhaps these few simple allusions are sufficient to awaken a train of kindred associations in the reader's mind , and he will ...
... scene of all , the rosy dreams and slumbers light , ' induced by wholesome exercise and placid thoughts . But perhaps these few simple allusions are sufficient to awaken a train of kindred associations in the reader's mind , and he will ...
第 47 頁
... scenes we * " I was ever more disposed , " says Hume , " to see the favorable than the unfavorable side of things ; a turn of mind which it is more happy to possess , than to be born to an estate of ten thousand a year . " should regard ...
... scenes we * " I was ever more disposed , " says Hume , " to see the favorable than the unfavorable side of things ; a turn of mind which it is more happy to possess , than to be born to an estate of ten thousand a year . " should regard ...
第 51 頁
... scene was so forlorn and dismal indoors that I preferred catching a consumptive cold without , to dying of the horrors within . The people in the street presented a truly melancholy spectacle . Most of them were so wrapped up that they ...
... scene was so forlorn and dismal indoors that I preferred catching a consumptive cold without , to dying of the horrors within . The people in the street presented a truly melancholy spectacle . Most of them were so wrapped up that they ...
第 52 頁
... silent joy . The cot — the hill Beyond the broad blue wave — and faces fair , Are pictured in my dreams ; yet scenes that fill My waking eye can save me from despair . III . Man's heart may change , but Nature's glory [ 52 ]
... silent joy . The cot — the hill Beyond the broad blue wave — and faces fair , Are pictured in my dreams ; yet scenes that fill My waking eye can save me from despair . III . Man's heart may change , but Nature's glory [ 52 ]
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第 193 頁 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
第 14 頁 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
第 191 頁 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
第 10 頁 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
第 11 頁 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
第 218 頁 - I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife...
第 190 頁 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
第 27 頁 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack!
第 226 頁 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
第 27 頁 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.