Noontide Leisure: Or, Sketches in Summer, Outlines from Nature and Imagination, and Including a Tale of the Days of Shakspeare, 1. kötetT. Cadell, 1824 |
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10. oldal
... lively portraiture display'd , Softly on my eye - lids laid ; And , as I wake , sweet musick breathe Above , about , or underneath . Il Pensereso . And such too was the inspiration which Warton , one 10 NOONTIDE LEISURE .
... lively portraiture display'd , Softly on my eye - lids laid ; And , as I wake , sweet musick breathe Above , about , or underneath . Il Pensereso . And such too was the inspiration which Warton , one 10 NOONTIDE LEISURE .
40. oldal
... sweet - scented shrubs . Montchensey , with an eagerness and curiosity proportioned to the admiration which he felt for the owner of this apartment , almost immediately commenced a survey of its literary contents , and was astonished to ...
... sweet - scented shrubs . Montchensey , with an eagerness and curiosity proportioned to the admiration which he felt for the owner of this apartment , almost immediately commenced a survey of its literary contents , and was astonished to ...
55. oldal
... sweet Agnes , that I do not think a more amiable or benevolent being exists than the author of ' Romeo and Juliet , ' a declaration which , as I know how greatly you admire that play , will , I am sure , delight you . In no respect ...
... sweet Agnes , that I do not think a more amiable or benevolent being exists than the author of ' Romeo and Juliet , ' a declaration which , as I know how greatly you admire that play , will , I am sure , delight you . In no respect ...
59. oldal
... Place so circumstantially commenced in her former letter . " You will recollect , my sweet Agnes , " she continues , " that I left you in my last on the threshold of the poet's house ; and I shall now NOONTIDE LEISURE . 59.
... Place so circumstantially commenced in her former letter . " You will recollect , my sweet Agnes , " she continues , " that I left you in my last on the threshold of the poet's house ; and I shall now NOONTIDE LEISURE . 59.
60. oldal
... sweet smelling herbs and flowers . Immediately opposite the door stands a large cypress chest of great beauty , elevated on lofty feet , and curiously embossed on the top and sides with scroll - work , and emblematical devices . The ...
... sweet smelling herbs and flowers . Immediately opposite the door stands a large cypress chest of great beauty , elevated on lofty feet , and curiously embossed on the top and sides with scroll - work , and emblematical devices . The ...
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Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
admiration appeared ation bard Beaumont beauty Ben Jonson beneath Bertha bosom Canto Chant character charms chensey colours cottage countenance cried daugh daughter dear delight Derbyshire effect English Garden exclaimed father favourite feelings garden genius grace Hadleigh happy heart Helen Montchensey hope hour Hubert Gray imagination immediately interest Jardins Jonson JOSEPH BEAUMONT justly kind landscape light Lille look Lord Southampton magic edge manner Master Shakspeare mind Mont morning Muse NATHAN DRAKE nature New-Place night o'er passage Peterhouse Petrarch pleasure poem poet poet's poetry Psyche Raymond Neville recollect remarked replied rocks scarcely scene scenery seemed shade Shak Simon Fraser sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit Stratford stream sweet taste tears thee Thomas Lucy thou thought tion tone translator trees whilst wild WILLIAM ALABASTER wood Wyeburne Hall young youth
Népszerű szakaszok
311. oldal - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
59. oldal - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
242. oldal - Many of his elegies appear to have been written in his eighteenth year, by which it appears that he had then read the Roman authors with very nice discernment. I once heard Mr Hampton, the translator of Polybius, remark, what I think is true, that Milton was the first Englishman who, after the revival of letters, wrote Latin verses with classic elegance.
276. oldal - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
276. oldal - Earth trembled from her entrails, as again In pangs; and Nature gave a second groan; Sky lour'd, and, muttering thunder, some sad drops Wept at completing of the mortal sin Original...
206. oldal - O how the audience Were ravish'd ! with what wonder they went thence ! When, some new day, they would not brook a line Of tedious, though well-labour'd, Catiline ; Sejanus too, was irksome : they priz'd more " Honest" lago, or the jealous Moor. And though the Fox and subtil Alchymist, Long intermitted, could not quite be mist, Though these have sham'd all th...