Recollections of the Table-talk of Samuel Rogers: To which is Added Porsoniana, כרך 1Edward Moxon, 1856 - 345 עמודים |
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acquainted admiration afterwards anecdote answered asked beautiful Beckford believe Bishop Burke Byron called carriage Coleridge conversation daughter David Hume death delight dined dinner Duchess Duke Erskine Euripides exclaimed father favourite fond Garrick gentleman Gentleman's Magazine George Greek guineas happened heard honour Hoppner Horne Tooke Howth intimate Julius Cæsar knew Lady Lady Jersey letter London look Lord Byron Lord Ellenborough Lord Holland Mackintosh Madame de Genlis Memoirs mentioned Moore morning never night occasion once painter Parr party passage Pitt pleasure poem poet poetry Pope Porson Porsoniana present Prince recollect remarked replied Richard Sharp Rogers Rogers's SAMUEL ROGERS Scott seen Sheridan Siddons Sir Joshua sitting soon street talk Talleyrand tears thing Thomas Grenville thought tion told Uvedale Price verses walking wish words Wordsworth write written wrote young youth
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עמוד 179 - Life ! we've been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear : — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not ' Good night ' — but in some brighter clime Bid me
עמוד 194 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
עמוד 238 - 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...
עמוד 89 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
עמוד 281 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep...
עמוד 150 - 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 Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain ? To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.
עמוד 241 - 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...
עמוד 221 - 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.
עמוד 27 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
עמוד 27 - Helen thy Bridgewater vie, And these be sung till Granville's Myra die : Alas ! how little from the grave we claim ! Thou but preserv'st a face, and I a name.