The Prose Workd of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life (first and second series) A voice from the vintageLangley, 1844 |
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第104页
... melan- choly , towards which all our feelings have some tendency , either immediate or remote , will add a charm to the language of poetry so long as it is understood and felt by all . Descriptions of life without its cares and sorrows ...
... melan- choly , towards which all our feelings have some tendency , either immediate or remote , will add a charm to the language of poetry so long as it is understood and felt by all . Descriptions of life without its cares and sorrows ...
第15页
... melan- choly objects of consideration , than an ami- able and lovely woman , who is drawing from the fountains of vanity and love , her only sources of happiness and hope . And yet who speaks of her danger ? Those who stand aloof in ...
... melan- choly objects of consideration , than an ami- able and lovely woman , who is drawing from the fountains of vanity and love , her only sources of happiness and hope . And yet who speaks of her danger ? Those who stand aloof in ...
第39页
... melan- " Thank God ! " exclaimed Mary " you are not forsaken . Here is an easy escape for you . Strengthen yourself for the trial , and all will yet be well . This plan is admirable , for you will never meet again , and the temp - choly ...
... melan- " Thank God ! " exclaimed Mary " you are not forsaken . Here is an easy escape for you . Strengthen yourself for the trial , and all will yet be well . This plan is admirable , for you will never meet again , and the temp - choly ...
第44页
... melan - pathy of the world . We must either play choly ; and lamentable is it to find , that the sentimental world have invested this absorb- ing malady with a kind of interest which makes it rather sought than shunned by vast ...
... melan - pathy of the world . We must either play choly ; and lamentable is it to find , that the sentimental world have invested this absorb- ing malady with a kind of interest which makes it rather sought than shunned by vast ...
第92页
... melan- choly abstraction , that the sound of carriage wheels was heard rolling up to the widow's door , and a thundering knock soon followed . Alice looked out , half frightened , and saw by the elegance of the equipage , that its oc ...
... melan- choly abstraction , that the sound of carriage wheels was heard rolling up to the widow's door , and a thundering knock soon followed . Alice looked out , half frightened , and saw by the elegance of the equipage , that its oc ...
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第88页 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
第159页 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers ; op'd, and let them forth By my so potent art...
第136页 - At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down : at her feet he bowed, he fell ; where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
第83页 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
第134页 - But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life ; for I am not better than my fathers.
第85页 - Awake, /Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take ; The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
第134页 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
第166页 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
第81页 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight ! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought ! Blind with thine hair the eyes of day, Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand.
第85页 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.