The Indicator and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and Fire-side, Volumul 1H. Colburn, 1835 |
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Pagina 10
... thee company . Cydippe read , and married herself . — It is said that she was repeatedly on the eve of being married to another person ; but her imagination , in the shape of the Goddess , as often threw her into a fever ; and the lover ...
... thee company . Cydippe read , and married herself . — It is said that she was repeatedly on the eve of being married to another person ; but her imagination , in the shape of the Goddess , as often threw her into a fever ; and the lover ...
Pagina 49
... thee by Chaucer or Spenser , or bid Beaumont lie A little further , to make thee a room ; Thou art a monument without a tomb ; And art alive still , while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise to give . . He was not ...
... thee by Chaucer or Spenser , or bid Beaumont lie A little further , to make thee a room ; Thou art a monument without a tomb ; And art alive still , while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise to give . . He was not ...
Pagina 133
... thee , now restores thee to health . Courage , my boy . ' But all his raillery could not make me change my mind . " At another time , a countryman giving them a clus- ter of grapes , the old man , says Lazarillo , " would needs take ...
... thee , now restores thee to health . Courage , my boy . ' But all his raillery could not make me change my mind . " At another time , a countryman giving them a clus- ter of grapes , the old man , says Lazarillo , " would needs take ...
Pagina 134
... knew the blind old fellow would nearly dash his brains out . " He was mightily pleased with my advice . 6 Thou art in the right on it , good boy , ' quoth he , and I love thee with all my heart , Lazarillo . Lead me to 134 THE INDICATOR .
... knew the blind old fellow would nearly dash his brains out . " He was mightily pleased with my advice . 6 Thou art in the right on it , good boy , ' quoth he , and I love thee with all my heart , Lazarillo . Lead me to 134 THE INDICATOR .
Pagina 137
... thee ? Were their hands clean that gave it thee ? I took it without asking any questions , Sir , ' answered I , and you see I eat it as freely .'- ' Pray God it may be so , ' answered the miserable squire ; and so putting the bread to ...
... thee ? Were their hands clean that gave it thee ? I took it without asking any questions , Sir , ' answered I , and you see I eat it as freely .'- ' Pray God it may be so , ' answered the miserable squire ; and so putting the bread to ...
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Pagina 105 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Pagina 241 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Pagina 259 - Saturn laughed and leaped 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: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Pagina 48 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Pagina 287 - She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — "I love thee true.
Pagina 287 - La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
Pagina 267 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Pagina 260 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Pagina 105 - The western wave was all a-flame; The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Pagina 8 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...