The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal ..., כרך 3Allen and Ticknor, 1822 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 61
עמוד 2
... verses , which turned upon this idea . Never were verses or poet in higher vogue . All the world met me with compliment and congratulation . But there is no glory without its alloy . Mine certainly was not . In the first place , the ...
... verses , which turned upon this idea . Never were verses or poet in higher vogue . All the world met me with compliment and congratulation . But there is no glory without its alloy . Mine certainly was not . In the first place , the ...
עמוד 3
... verses into utter oblivion . I could not help confiding my surprise ( for so I called the vexation of my mortified conceit ) to Sophie . " What ! " said she , laughing outright in my face , " not satisfied at Paris with a vogue of three ...
... verses into utter oblivion . I could not help confiding my surprise ( for so I called the vexation of my mortified conceit ) to Sophie . " What ! " said she , laughing outright in my face , " not satisfied at Paris with a vogue of three ...
עמוד 68
... verse : - I do not like thee , Doctor Fell ; — The reason why I cannot tell , But yet this truth I know full well , I do not like thee , Doctor Fell . But though this aversion should be felt and acknowledged , it would still puzzle the ...
... verse : - I do not like thee , Doctor Fell ; — The reason why I cannot tell , But yet this truth I know full well , I do not like thee , Doctor Fell . But though this aversion should be felt and acknowledged , it would still puzzle the ...
עמוד 133
... verses . Which character would they have us think most highly of - the poet or the musician ? The Great is One . Some there are who feel more pride in sealing a letter with a head of Homer than ever that old blind bard did in reciting ...
... verses . Which character would they have us think most highly of - the poet or the musician ? The Great is One . Some there are who feel more pride in sealing a letter with a head of Homer than ever that old blind bard did in reciting ...
עמוד 136
... verses to the Pope , and finding , as he was looking them over in the coach as he went , a mistake of a single letter in the printing , broke his heart of vexation and chagrin . A still more remarkable case of lite- rary disappointment ...
... verses to the Pope , and finding , as he was looking them over in the coach as he went , a mistake of a single letter in the printing , broke his heart of vexation and chagrin . A still more remarkable case of lite- rary disappointment ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
admiration ancient appears Ariosto beauty called celebrated character church death delight Dublin effect Elgin Marbles English epic poetry eyes face fair fancy feel feet flowers French garden gaze genius give glacier Greek hand happy head heart Heaven Hesiod honour hope hour human imagination King La Bonneville lady letter light live look Lord lover Megabyzus mind Mont Blanc Mont Cenis moral morning mountain nature never night o'er object observed once passed passion Père La Chaise perhaps Petrarch Pisander Plato play pleasure poem poet poetical poetry possess present Queen racter round Sallanche scene seems seen Silesia smile Sonnets soul spirit sweet Talma taste Terpander thee thing thou thought tion town Vaud Velant verses Voltaire walk whole write young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 417 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
עמוד 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
עמוד 73 - I am not for criticising hedgerows and black cattle. I go out of town in order to forget the town and all that is in it. There are those who for this purpose go to wateringplaces, and carry the metropolis with them.
עמוד 240 - But to return to our own institute; besides these constant exercises at home, there is another opportunity of gaining experience to be won from pleasure itself abroad; in those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature, not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.
עמוד 240 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
עמוד 26 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
עמוד 239 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
עמוד 238 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
עמוד 531 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures...
עמוד 239 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.