English Lands, Letters and Kings ..., 3. kötetC. Scribner's Sons, 1904 |
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64. oldal
... published by himself - volume by volume , so that his correspondents had good chance to fire him - on the wing as it were : " Poor Claris- sa , " they say ; " my heart bleeds for her , and what , upon pray , is to become of her ; and ...
... published by himself - volume by volume , so that his correspondents had good chance to fire him - on the wing as it were : " Poor Claris- sa , " they say ; " my heart bleeds for her , and what , upon pray , is to become of her ; and ...
73. oldal
... b . 1700 ; d . 1748. Various editions of his poems ; a very elegant one , illustrated by the Etching Club , published 1842–52 . a good Dominie should rein up his imagination . So JAMES THOMSON . 73 POET OF THE SEASONS,
... b . 1700 ; d . 1748. Various editions of his poems ; a very elegant one , illustrated by the Etching Club , published 1842–52 . a good Dominie should rein up his imagination . So JAMES THOMSON . 73 POET OF THE SEASONS,
77. oldal
... published an ambitious poem ( 1734-1736 ) enti- tled Liberty - never a favorite . He had made friends , however , about the Court ; and he pleas- antly contrived to possess himself of some of those pensioned places , which fed unduly ...
... published an ambitious poem ( 1734-1736 ) enti- tled Liberty - never a favorite . He had made friends , however , about the Court ; and he pleas- antly contrived to possess himself of some of those pensioned places , which fed unduly ...
84. oldal
... published ( privately at first ) a romance called The Castle of Otranto . * It was " a slight thing , " he told his friends , which he had dashed off in an idle hour , and which he " had not put his name to ; but which succeeded so well ...
... published ( privately at first ) a romance called The Castle of Otranto . * It was " a slight thing , " he told his friends , which he had dashed off in an idle hour , and which he " had not put his name to ; but which succeeded so well ...
86. oldal
... d . 1797 ; author of The English Garden , published at intervals ( its successive books ) between 1772 and 1782. It has little merit - Walpole to the contrary . at thema sniff , a whirl of wings , and 86 LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS .
... d . 1797 ; author of The English Garden , published at intervals ( its successive books ) between 1772 and 1782. It has little merit - Walpole to the contrary . at thema sniff , a whirl of wings , and 86 LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS .
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14. oldal - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
334. oldal - Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake To perish never, Which neither listlessness nor mad endeavour, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy...
82. oldal - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
324. oldal - I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was ; and while I stood gazing, both the children gradually grew fainter to my view, receding, and still receding, till nothing at last but two mournful features were seen in the uttermost distance, which, without speech, strangely impressed upon me the effects of speech : " We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing ; less than nothing ; and...
98. oldal - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it; till I am known and do not want it.
134. oldal - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
105. oldal - YE who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow ; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.
334. oldal - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake, To perish never...
96. oldal - The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live. Then prompt no more the follies you decry, As tyrants doom their tools of guilt to die ; 'Tis yours, this night, to bid the reign commence Of rescued Nature and reviving Sense ; To chase the charms of sound, the pomp of show, For useful mirth and salutary woe ; Bid scenic Virtue form the rising age, And Truth diffuse her radiance from the stage.
226. oldal - What would you have me retract? I thought your book an imposture; I think it an imposture still. For this opinion I have given my reasons to the public, which I here dare you to refute. Your rage I defy. Your abilities, since your Homer, are not so formidable, and what I hear of your morals inclines me to pay regard not to what you shall say, but to what you shall prove. You may print this if you will. SAM. JOHNSON.