A book for a corner; or, Selections in prose and verse, with comments and intr. by L. Hunt, כרך 1Leigh Hunt 1849 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 27
עמוד 43
... another toll sounded from the turret - Sir Bertrand felt it strike upon his heart . He was now in total darkness , and with his arms extended , began to ascend the second staircase . A dead cold SIR BERTRAND . - A FRAGMENT . 43.
... another toll sounded from the turret - Sir Bertrand felt it strike upon his heart . He was now in total darkness , and with his arms extended , began to ascend the second staircase . A dead cold SIR BERTRAND . - A FRAGMENT . 43.
עמוד 44
Leigh Hunt. began to ascend the second staircase . A dead cold hand met his left hand , and firmly grasped it , drawing him forcibly forwards - he endeavoured to disengage him- self , but could not - he made a furious blow with his sword ...
Leigh Hunt. began to ascend the second staircase . A dead cold hand met his left hand , and firmly grasped it , drawing him forcibly forwards - he endeavoured to disengage him- self , but could not - he made a furious blow with his sword ...
עמוד 52
... began to grow , I had planted them so very thick , I was forced to pull some of them up again . In this place also I had my grapes growing , which I principally depended on for my winter store of raisins , and which I never failed to ...
... began to grow , I had planted them so very thick , I was forced to pull some of them up again . In this place also I had my grapes growing , which I principally depended on for my winter store of raisins , and which I never failed to ...
עמוד 57
... began to persuade myself it was all a delusion ; that it was nothing else but my own foot ; and why might not I come that way from the boat , as well as I was going that way to the boat ? Again I considered also , that I could by no ...
... began to persuade myself it was all a delusion ; that it was nothing else but my own foot ; and why might not I come that way from the boat , as well as I was going that way to the boat ? Again I considered also , that I could by no ...
עמוד 58
Leigh Hunt. Now I began to take courage , and to peep abroad again : for I had not stirred out of my castle for three days and nights , so that I began to starve for provision ; for I had little or nothing within doors , but some barley ...
Leigh Hunt. Now I began to take courage , and to peep abroad again : for I had not stirred out of my castle for three days and nights , so that I began to starve for provision ; for I had little or nothing within doors , but some barley ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
admirable adventure Agnes Anfield appeared Banks baron beautiful boat Bougainville Buncle called carts castle chamber charming château Christian colour count creature Crusoe dark delight desert of Lop door dreadful extracts eyes father fear fire followed foot Foulahs gave Gil Blas greatest grotto ground hand head heard honour horse hour island Jack Bruce Khan kind Kubla Kubla Khan lady lake lamp length looking lord Ludovico madam Marco Polo mind MUNGO PARK MYSTERIES OF UDOLPHO never night o'clock observed passages passed perceived person Peter Wilkins pleasure Prester John Provençal reader retired returned Robert Bage Robinson Crusoe Rubruquis sail Sartach savage seemed seen servants ship shore Sir Bertrand sleep Solander soon spirits stood stranger suffered sword Tartars things thought told took travellers trees voice voyages William wood words
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 37 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
עמוד 170 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
עמוד 171 - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
עמוד 51 - It happened one day about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a man's naked foot on the shore, which was very plain to be seen in the sand : I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition...
עמוד 165 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
עמוד 187 - The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these. "The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn.
עמוד 167 - ... the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines; if that indeed can be called composition' in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
עמוד 171 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
עמוד 163 - As when a vulture, on Imaus bred, Whose snowy ridge the roving Tartar bounds, Dislodging from a region scarce of prey, To gorge the flesh of lambs or yeanling kids On hills where flocks are fed, flies toward the springs Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams, But in his way lights on the barren plains Of Sericana, where Chineses drive With sails and wind their cany waggons light...
עמוד 172 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...