The Life of John Banim, the Irish Novelist: Author of "Damon and Pythias", &c. and One of the Writers of "Tales by the O'Hara Family". With Extracts from His Correspondence, General and LiteraryW. Lay, 1857 - 334 sidor |
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... hearts of Poets , the cry of gnawing hunger , and the wail of helpless , hopeless sorrow arises , with an anguish more frightful than that of Philoctetes , more awful that that of Lear . Truly , literature has had its martyrs - Nash ...
... hearts of Poets , the cry of gnawing hunger , and the wail of helpless , hopeless sorrow arises , with an anguish more frightful than that of Philoctetes , more awful that that of Lear . Truly , literature has had its martyrs - Nash ...
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... hearts too , doing deeds that shine in the face of heaven - its " noble silent men , scattered here and there ; silently thinking ; silently working ; whom no morning newspaper makes mention of . " Look at Goldsmith giving to the relief ...
... hearts too , doing deeds that shine in the face of heaven - its " noble silent men , scattered here and there ; silently thinking ; silently working ; whom no morning newspaper makes mention of . " Look at Goldsmith giving to the relief ...
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... heart , to sigh lest day and its toil had come once more ; and , most woful of all , Sir Walter and Southey - so bright in intellect , B 2 BIOGRAPHY OF JOHN BANIM . 3 cobbler's bulk. Look again, he is returning home ...
... heart , to sigh lest day and its toil had come once more ; and , most woful of all , Sir Walter and Southey - so bright in intellect , B 2 BIOGRAPHY OF JOHN BANIM . 3 cobbler's bulk. Look again, he is returning home ...
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... heart , the feeling and the actions of him who is the subject of his own pen . Great old Samuel Johnson said , that if any man were to note down the facts of his daily existence , the diary should prove interesting , and for our parts ...
... heart , the feeling and the actions of him who is the subject of his own pen . Great old Samuel Johnson said , that if any man were to note down the facts of his daily existence , the diary should prove interesting , and for our parts ...
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... heart of youth , making to - day but the training ground for a future , when , amongst the clashing of minds , in the jarring struggle with the world , triumph shall crown him a victor - hope on for ever . Such a man as this was John ...
... heart of youth , making to - day but the training ground for a future , when , amongst the clashing of minds , in the jarring struggle with the world , triumph shall crown him a victor - hope on for ever . Such a man as this was John ...
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Sida 112 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Sida 213 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Sida 228 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Sida 11 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Sida 239 - Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the garden lies A league of grass, wash'd by a slow broad stream, That, stirr'd with languid pulses of the oar, Waves all its lazy lilies, and creeps on, Barge-laden, to three arches of a bridge Crown'd with the minster-towers.
Sida 40 - In the spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Sida 115 - I pass'd — and they were gone. Read, ye that run, the awful truth With which I charge my page ; A -worm is in the bud of youth, And at the root of age.
Sida 21 - II is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, "Whero 1 did lay me down within the shade Of waving trees, and dream'd uncounted hours, Though I was chid for wandering...
Sida 42 - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Sida 42 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.