Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Svazek 1W.H. Allen & Company, 1840 |
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... He once fell for half a year , into that state of exhaustion which is called a Coma Vigil , an affection of the brain produced by too much mental exertion , in which the faculties are in a state of stupor B 2 AND LITERARY PURSUITS . 3.
... He once fell for half a year , into that state of exhaustion which is called a Coma Vigil , an affection of the brain produced by too much mental exertion , in which the faculties are in a state of stupor B 2 AND LITERARY PURSUITS . 3.
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... called upon . ' • The best thing I can wish you , ' said Sir Walter Scott to Wash- ington Irving , is that when you return to your own country you may get married , and have a family of young bairns about you . If you are happy , there ...
... called upon . ' • The best thing I can wish you , ' said Sir Walter Scott to Wash- ington Irving , is that when you return to your own country you may get married , and have a family of young bairns about you . If you are happy , there ...
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... called genius patience . It is said that Shakespeare never blotted a line . To this we may reply with Ben Jonson , would that he had blotted a thou- sand ! * The errors and imperfections that are discoverable even in his wondrous pages ...
... called genius patience . It is said that Shakespeare never blotted a line . To this we may reply with Ben Jonson , would that he had blotted a thou- sand ! * The errors and imperfections that are discoverable even in his wondrous pages ...
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... called for . There may be more wealth in a lady's jewel - box than in a merchant's ware - house , and there is more poetry and thought in five cantos of Sir Richard Blackmore . are rarely the favorites of fame . who flourished in former ...
... called for . There may be more wealth in a lady's jewel - box than in a merchant's ware - house , and there is more poetry and thought in five cantos of Sir Richard Blackmore . are rarely the favorites of fame . who flourished in former ...
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... called as justly as the egotistical ebullitions of Rousseau , may be adduced as a proof of the utter impossibility of a man's regarding himself with any thing like that genuine im- partiality of judgment with which he may be regarded by ...
... called as justly as the egotistical ebullitions of Rousseau , may be adduced as a proof of the utter impossibility of a man's regarding himself with any thing like that genuine im- partiality of judgment with which he may be regarded by ...
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Strana 265 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Strana 198 - 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.
Strana 127 - Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
Strana 89 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Strana 95 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell!
Strana 313 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require: My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine: And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Strana 10 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Strana 97 - With many a weary step, and many a groan, Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone; The huge round stone, resulting with a bound, Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.
Strana 198 - The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
Strana 254 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.