The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley. Supplementary pages, 3. kötet1806 |
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55. oldal
... so inadequate a cause , or to any cause but the operation of an exte- rior agency . I have a mind , my dear , ( and to you I will venture to boast of it ) as free from superstition as any man living , neither do I give heed 55.
... so inadequate a cause , or to any cause but the operation of an exte- rior agency . I have a mind , my dear , ( and to you I will venture to boast of it ) as free from superstition as any man living , neither do I give heed 55.
58. oldal
... mind I taste nothing , nevertheless I read , partly from habit , and partly be- cause it is the only thing that I am capable of . I have therefore read Burns ' poems , and have read them twice ; and though they be written in a language ...
... mind I taste nothing , nevertheless I read , partly from habit , and partly be- cause it is the only thing that I am capable of . I have therefore read Burns ' poems , and have read them twice ; and though they be written in a language ...
70. oldal
... mind labours , and to him who has been all his life accustomed to much of both , they are necessary in the extreme . My time , since we parted , has been devoted entirely to the recovery of health and strength for this service , and I ...
... mind labours , and to him who has been all his life accustomed to much of both , they are necessary in the extreme . My time , since we parted , has been devoted entirely to the recovery of health and strength for this service , and I ...
71. oldal
... mind cannot do violence even to a local attachment with- out much pain . When my Father died , I was young , too young , to have reflected much . He was Rector of Berkhamstead , and there I was born . It had never occurred to me that a ...
... mind cannot do violence even to a local attachment with- out much pain . When my Father died , I was young , too young , to have reflected much . He was Rector of Berkhamstead , and there I was born . It had never occurred to me that a ...
77. oldal
... mind no more Than if entombed the day before . With hunger pinch'd , and pinch'd for room , She now presaged approaching doom , Nor slept a single wink , or purr'd , Conscious of jeopardy incurr'd . That night , by chance , the poet ...
... mind no more Than if entombed the day before . With hunger pinch'd , and pinch'd for room , She now presaged approaching doom , Nor slept a single wink , or purr'd , Conscious of jeopardy incurr'd . That night , by chance , the poet ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Adieu affectionate amusement answer attention beautiful believe Blank verse Bodham Callimachus comfort Cowper DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR DEAREST COUSIN DEAREST COZ delight Eartham Esqr expect expression favour feel forget Gentleman's Magazine George Throckmorton give glad happy hear heard heart Homer honour hope Iliad JOHN JOHNSON Johnny JOSEPH HILL June June 15 kind labour Lady HESKETH least live manner mean melancholy Milton mind morning neighbour nerally never obliged occasion Odyssey Olney once perhaps pleased pleasure poem poet present reason rejoice Revd SAMUEL ROSE seems seen sensible sent soon spirits suffer suppose sure tell thank thee thing thou thought Throckmorton tion translation truth Unwin verse Villoison W. C. LETTER W. C. The Lodge W. C. To Lady walk WALTER BAGOT Weston WILLIAM HAYLEY wish write yesterday young
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446. oldal - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle.
390. oldal - MARY ! I want a lyre with other strings, Such aid from heaven as some have feign'd they drew, An eloquence scarce given to mortals, new And undebased by praise of meaner things, That, ere through age or woe I shed...
78. oldal - Alas ! sir, I have heretofore borrowed help from him, but he is a gentleman of so much reading, that the people of our town cannot understand him.
24. oldal - It is a great thing to be indeed a poet, and does not happen to more than one man in a century. Churchill,' the great Churchill, deserved the name of poet : I have read him twice, and some of his pieces three times over, and the last time with more pleasure than the first. The pitiful scribbler of his life seems to have undertaken that task, for which he was entirely unqualified, merely because it afforded him an opportunity to traduce him.
446. oldal - ... person at the point of death, we cannot forbear being attentive to every thing he says or does, because we are sure that some time or other we shall ourselves be in the same melancholy circumstances. The general, the statesman, or the philosopher, are perhaps characters which we may never act in, but the dying man is one whom, sooner or later, we shall certainly resemble.
74. oldal - gan in haste the drawers explore, The lowest first, and without stop The rest in order to the top. For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it come to light, In every cranny but the right.
56. oldal - Burns' poems, and have read them twice ; and, though they be written in a language that is new to me, and many of them on subjects much inferior to the author's ability, I think them on the whole a very extraordinary production.
213. oldal - The world could not have furnished you with a present so acceptable to me as the picture which you have so kindly sent me. I received it the night before last, and viewed it with a trepidation of nerves and spirits somewhat akin to what I should have felt, had the dear original presented herself to my embraces. I kissed it, and hang it where it is the last object that I see at night, and, of course, the first on which I open my eyes in the morning.
214. oldal - ... and a little I would hope both of his and of her , I know not what to call it without seeming to praise myself, which is not my intention, but speaking to you, I will even speak out, and say good nature. Add to all this, I deal much in poetry, as did our venerable ancestor, the Dean of St. Paul's, and I think I shall have proved myself a Donne at all points'.} The truth is, that whatever I am, I love you all.
151. oldal - How many are the days of the years of thy life? And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years : few and evil have been the days of the years of my life...