The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, 1-2. kötetWiley and Putnam, 1845 |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 63 találatból.
13. oldal
... took him at his word . One may imagine the astonishment of a fierce , unlettered chieftain , not untinged with chivalry , at hearing a woman , and that too of the greatest delicacy and rank , maintaining seriously her intention of ...
... took him at his word . One may imagine the astonishment of a fierce , unlettered chieftain , not untinged with chivalry , at hearing a woman , and that too of the greatest delicacy and rank , maintaining seriously her intention of ...
21. oldal
... took away a portion of its unpleasantness to the next generation , by associating his memory with the objects in it . We did not miss without regret even the " combs " that hung " dangling in your face " at a shop which he describes ...
... took away a portion of its unpleasantness to the next generation , by associating his memory with the objects in it . We did not miss without regret even the " combs " that hung " dangling in your face " at a shop which he describes ...
30. oldal
... took their Genius from the Greek Daimon : and as the Greek word has survived and taken shape in the com- mon word Dæmon , which , by scornful reference to the Heathen religion , came at last to signify a Devil , so the Latin word Genius ...
... took their Genius from the Greek Daimon : and as the Greek word has survived and taken shape in the com- mon word Dæmon , which , by scornful reference to the Heathen religion , came at last to signify a Devil , so the Latin word Genius ...
44. oldal
... took off the covers , one after another , with great anxiety , till he found that peas were among them ; upon which he rubbed his hands with an air of infinite and pro- spective satisfaction . ' You are fond of peas , Sir ? ' said one ...
... took off the covers , one after another , with great anxiety , till he found that peas were among them ; upon which he rubbed his hands with an air of infinite and pro- spective satisfaction . ' You are fond of peas , Sir ? ' said one ...
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... took to her other talisman , and went from street to street pronouncing " Gilbert ! " A crowd collected about her wherever she went , asking of course a thousand questions , and to all she had but one answer - Gilbert ! Gilbert ! She ...
... took to her other talisman , and went from street to street pronouncing " Gilbert ! " A crowd collected about her wherever she went , asking of course a thousand questions , and to all she had but one answer - Gilbert ! Gilbert ! She ...
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Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
The Indicatior: A Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside Leigh Hunt Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2019 |
The Indicatior: A Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Part 2 Leigh Hunt Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
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Népszerű szakaszok
101. oldal - 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 ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
4. oldal - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
37. oldal - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, 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.
191. oldal - 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...
75. oldal - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
191. oldal - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
37. oldal - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two 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...
79. oldal - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' 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.
65. oldal - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
197. oldal - MORNING. 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. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.