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Recollections of the Table-talk of Samuel Rogers: To which is ..., Zväzok 2
Úplné zobrazenie - 1887
Recollections of the Table-talk of Samuel Rogers: To which is ..., Zväzok 1
Úplné zobrazenie - 1856
Recollections of the Table-talk of Samuel Rogers: To which is Added Porsoniana
Úplné zobrazenie - 1856
acquainted admiration afterwards answered appearance arrived asked beautiful believe Bishop Byron called Cary conversation course daughter death delight dined dinner Duke expression feel gave George give given greatly Greek hand happened head heard Holland hope immediately intimate Italy John knew Lady letter lines living London look Lord Lord John Russell mean meet Memoirs mentioned mind Moore morning nature never night observed occasion once party passage passed play pleasure poem Porson present Price received recollect remarked remember repeat replied Rogers seen sent Sheridan sitting Smith sometimes soon speak street talk tears tell thing thought tion told took walking whole wish Wordsworth write written wrote young
Strana 238 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Strana 279 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep...
Strana 219 - By the sweet power of music : therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods, Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils : The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 236 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
Strana 148 - Know ye not then, said Satan, fill'd with scorn, Know ye not me? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soar...
Strana 24 - ... lucre, and the dread of death. In vain to deserts thy retreat is made ; The Muse attends thee to thy silent shade : 'Tis hers, the brave man's latest steps to trace, Rejudge his acts, and dignify disgrace. 30 When interest calls off all her sneaking train, And all the obliged desert, and all the vain ; She waits, or to the scaffold or the cell, When the last lingering friend has bid farewell...
Strana 239 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land...
Strana 27 - Heaven made him poor (with reverence speaking), He never was a poet of God's making ; The midwife laid her hand on his thick skull, With this prophetic blessing — Be thou dull...
Strana 25 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.