Literary Hours: Or, Sketches Critical and Narrative, Svazek 1J. Burkitt, 1800 |
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... pieces of poetry . These I have interspersed at nearly equal distances with the view of breaking in upon that uniformity of diction and style which must necessarily be the result of long continued attention to literary subjects , and I ...
... pieces of poetry . These I have interspersed at nearly equal distances with the view of breaking in upon that uniformity of diction and style which must necessarily be the result of long continued attention to literary subjects , and I ...
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... likewise write a few words respecting my dæ- mon : the rascal hath lately robbed me of many crown pieces ; I know not the amount , as I am by no means a miser in reckoning " You must " This my money , but , I dare say 58 NO . III .
... likewise write a few words respecting my dæ- mon : the rascal hath lately robbed me of many crown pieces ; I know not the amount , as I am by no means a miser in reckoning " You must " This my money , but , I dare say 58 NO . III .
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... pieces , which , in many instances , display so much beauty of sentiment , and such a delicious vein of expres- sion , that with all who possess great delicacy of taste , they must ever be favourites . Yet few touches of the picturesque ...
... pieces , which , in many instances , display so much beauty of sentiment , and such a delicious vein of expres- sion , that with all who possess great delicacy of taste , they must ever be favourites . Yet few touches of the picturesque ...
Strana 108
... pieces , un- known even to the Literati of Italy , have , for the first time , been published in the elegant volumes of our countryman . Lorenzo has admirably exemplified the truth of his own definition , by writing a number of ...
... pieces , un- known even to the Literati of Italy , have , for the first time , been published in the elegant volumes of our countryman . Lorenzo has admirably exemplified the truth of his own definition , by writing a number of ...
Strana 112
... pieces equal , if not excel , the more celebrated effusions of the Italian school . " If any poems , " observes Mr. Pinkerton , " possess a very high degree of that exquisite doric delicacy which we so much admire in Comus , & c . those ...
... pieces equal , if not excel , the more celebrated effusions of the Italian school . " If any poems , " observes Mr. Pinkerton , " possess a very high degree of that exquisite doric delicacy which we so much admire in Comus , & c . those ...
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Strana 195 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Strana 375 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Strana 409 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Strana 411 - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care : And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin...
Strana 66 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Strana 331 - Now gliding remote, on the verge of the sky, The moon half extinguished her crescent displays ; But lately I marked, when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
Strana 338 - As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be...
Strana 412 - On the other side up-rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity compos'd, and high exploit : But all was false and hollow ; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low...
Strana 331 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore...
Strana 30 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.