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... LORD KAMES , A French Peasant's Supper , 175 Pleasures of the Eye and the Ear , 175 DR BEATTIE , 176 On the Love of Nature , 176 On Scottish Music , 176 DR RICHARD PRICE , HENRY BROOKE , HENRY MACKENZIE , 177 ABRAHAM TUCKER , 177 DR ...
... LORD KAMES , A French Peasant's Supper , 175 Pleasures of the Eye and the Ear , 175 DR BEATTIE , 176 On the Love of Nature , 176 On Scottish Music , 176 DR RICHARD PRICE , HENRY BROOKE , HENRY MACKENZIE , 177 ABRAHAM TUCKER , 177 DR ...
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... LORD THURLOW , 362 GEORGE CRABBE , 309 Song to May , 362 . The Parish Workhouse and Apothecary , 311 The Sun - Flower , 362 Isaac Ashford , a Noble Peasant , 312 Sonnets , 363 Phœbe Dawson , 312 THOMAS MOORE , 363 Dream of the Condemned ...
... LORD THURLOW , 362 GEORGE CRABBE , 309 Song to May , 362 . The Parish Workhouse and Apothecary , 311 The Sun - Flower , 362 Isaac Ashford , a Noble Peasant , 312 Sonnets , 363 Phœbe Dawson , 312 THOMAS MOORE , 363 Dream of the Condemned ...
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... LORD SHEFFIELD , DOUGLAS JERROLD , 625 DR JAMES CURRIE , W. M. THACKERAY , 625 LORD HOLLAND , MISS HARRIET MARTINEAU , 625 ROBERT SOUTHEY , Effects of Love and IIappiness on the Mind , 625 DR THOMAS M'CRIE , THOMAS MILLER , 626 MR MOORE ...
... LORD SHEFFIELD , DOUGLAS JERROLD , 625 DR JAMES CURRIE , W. M. THACKERAY , 625 LORD HOLLAND , MISS HARRIET MARTINEAU , 625 ROBERT SOUTHEY , Effects of Love and IIappiness on the Mind , 625 DR THOMAS M'CRIE , THOMAS MILLER , 626 MR MOORE ...
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... Lord Kames , Canongate , Edinburgh , Portrait of Bishop Warburton , Portrait of Miss Landon , • 203 Autograph of Miss Landon , 214 View of the Birthplace of Miss Lan- 31 Portrait of Edmund Burke , 227 don , View of the Leasowes ...
... Lord Kames , Canongate , Edinburgh , Portrait of Bishop Warburton , Portrait of Miss Landon , • 203 Autograph of Miss Landon , 214 View of the Birthplace of Miss Lan- 31 Portrait of Edmund Burke , 227 don , View of the Leasowes ...
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... Lord Rivers . The lady openly avowed but stopping at Bristol , was treated with great kind- her profligacy , in order to obtain a divorce from her ness by the opulent merchants and other inhabitants , husband , with whom she lived on ...
... Lord Rivers . The lady openly avowed but stopping at Bristol , was treated with great kind- her profligacy , in order to obtain a divorce from her ness by the opulent merchants and other inhabitants , husband , with whom she lived on ...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volym 2 Robert Chambers Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1844 |
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Sida 410 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Sida 32 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.
Sida 398 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Sida 327 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Sida 56 - Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Sida 340 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Sida 219 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Sida 406 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Sida 327 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
Sida 406 - Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, — Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath, — Now more than ever seems it rich to die ; To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.