Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Zväzok 2W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... Milton , has produced several perfect specimens of the force and unity of this species of composition . I content myself with adducing one beautiful example . SONNET . COMPOSED ON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE . EARTH has not any thing to show ...
... Milton , has produced several perfect specimens of the force and unity of this species of composition . I content myself with adducing one beautiful example . SONNET . COMPOSED ON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE . EARTH has not any thing to show ...
Strana 8
... Milton and Gray , who have cultivated it with most success , both drank from the sweet streams of Italy , where a single sonnet can give immortality to its author , while the longer poems of his contemporaries are buried in oblivion ...
... Milton and Gray , who have cultivated it with most success , both drank from the sweet streams of Italy , where a single sonnet can give immortality to its author , while the longer poems of his contemporaries are buried in oblivion ...
Strana 36
... Milton's sonnets together in one volume . This is said to be a beautiful edition , very handsomely printed ( one sonnet on each page , ) but I have not seen a copy . I believe it is without notes . Mr. Pickering , besides his edition of ...
... Milton's sonnets together in one volume . This is said to be a beautiful edition , very handsomely printed ( one sonnet on each page , ) but I have not seen a copy . I believe it is without notes . Mr. Pickering , besides his edition of ...
Strana 46
... Milton so finely calls . a sullenness against nature , ' and who are willing in a spirit of true philosophy and piety , to extract good from every thing , may make themselves happy even in this land of exile . While I am writing this ...
... Milton so finely calls . a sullenness against nature , ' and who are willing in a spirit of true philosophy and piety , to extract good from every thing , may make themselves happy even in this land of exile . While I am writing this ...
Strana 50
... Milton . The hot wind was like a blast from hell , and nature withered beneath the light of a sun that scorched her like a ball of fire . In the midst of all this , I suddenly thought of the fresh green meadows of England , and burst ...
... Milton . The hot wind was like a blast from hell , and nature withered beneath the light of a sun that scorched her like a ball of fire . In the midst of all this , I suddenly thought of the fresh green meadows of England , and burst ...
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Strana 193 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Strana 14 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Strana 191 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy!
Strana 10 - ... this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Strana 11 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd 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...
Strana 218 - I do remember him at Clement's Inn, like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring : when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife...
Strana 190 - I'd make a life of jealousy ; To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions ? No ! to be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved.
Strana 27 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack!
Strana 226 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself; for if, by chance, he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and, if he sees anybody else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Strana 27 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.