A Book for a Corner, Or Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of EnjoymentLeigh Hunt J.P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... Thoughts on a Garden . From a Letter to Evelyn . Cowley . 178 Thoughts on Retirement . From one of his Letters Sir W. Temple . 183 66 185 Old English Garden of the Seventeenth Century Petition for an Absolute Retreat . . Lady Winchilsea ...
... Thoughts on a Garden . From a Letter to Evelyn . Cowley . 178 Thoughts on Retirement . From one of his Letters Sir W. Temple . 183 66 185 Old English Garden of the Seventeenth Century Petition for an Absolute Retreat . . Lady Winchilsea ...
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... thought and speculation ; without companionship ; without worldly resources ; forced to arm and clothe themselves out of the remains of shipwrecked hopes , and to make a home for their solitary hearts in the nooks and corners of imagina ...
... thought and speculation ; without companionship ; without worldly resources ; forced to arm and clothe themselves out of the remains of shipwrecked hopes , and to make a home for their solitary hearts in the nooks and corners of imagina ...
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... thought or feeling , to leave such an impression of it in the reading world as almost to identify it with every- body's own reflections , or constitute it a sort of involuntary mental quotation . Of this kind are Gray's reflections in ...
... thought or feeling , to leave such an impression of it in the reading world as almost to identify it with every- body's own reflections , or constitute it a sort of involuntary mental quotation . Of this kind are Gray's reflections in ...
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... thought , and affection . Time has proved the genius with which it is filled . ( 6 " Age cannot wither it , " We ourselves have read , nor custom stale its variety . " and shall continue to read it to our dying day ; and we should not ...
... thought , and affection . Time has proved the genius with which it is filled . ( 6 " Age cannot wither it , " We ourselves have read , nor custom stale its variety . " and shall continue to read it to our dying day ; and we should not ...
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Leigh Hunt. archness , its humour , its agreeable description , and the writer's thought- ful humanity . A H me ! full sorely is my heart forlorn , To think how modest worth neglected lies , While partial Fame doth with her blasts adorn ...
Leigh Hunt. archness , its humour , its agreeable description , and the writer's thought- ful humanity . A H me ! full sorely is my heart forlorn , To think how modest worth neglected lies , While partial Fame doth with her blasts adorn ...
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admiration agreeable appeared beautiful began better boat Bougainville called carts castle charming Chiswick House club Comanians delight desert of Lop door eyes fancy father fear fire Foulahs garden gave gentleman Gil Blas give ground hand happy hear heard heart heaven hill horse Jack Bruce Joseph Andrews kind knew Kooma Kubla Khan lady lived look lord Ludovico Marco Polo master mind morning MUNGO PARK nature never night o'er observed parterres passage passed person pleased pleasure poet poor Prester John reader retired Robert Bage Rubruquis seemed seen servants ship shore side Sir Roger sleep Solander soon sort spirit stood story sweet Tartars taste Tatler tell things thought tion told took travellers trees turn village walk wind wood word young youth
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46. oldal - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
29. oldal - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
167. oldal - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
166. oldal - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
226. oldal - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send : He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.
137. oldal - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave?
167. oldal - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
226. oldal - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
164. oldal - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
17. oldal - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.