The Great English Letter Writers, Volume 2William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson Fleming H. Revell Company, 1908 |
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Pagina 21
... walk more cheerfully the moment we are of his company . He has a rare power of making ordinary things seem pleasant and original . He treats life as an adventure , and he makes us breathe the atmosphere of courage , expanse , and world ...
... walk more cheerfully the moment we are of his company . He has a rare power of making ordinary things seem pleasant and original . He treats life as an adventure , and he makes us breathe the atmosphere of courage , expanse , and world ...
Pagina 47
... walk to - day . I shall see you pass . I shall follow you with my eyes over the Heath . Will you come towards evening in- stead of before dinner ? When you are gone , ' tis past- if you do not come till the evening I have something to ...
... walk to - day . I shall see you pass . I shall follow you with my eyes over the Heath . Will you come towards evening in- stead of before dinner ? When you are gone , ' tis past- if you do not come till the evening I have something to ...
Pagina 49
... walk this morning with a book in my hand , but as usual I have been occupied with nothing but I am you ; I wish I could say tormented day and night . " Tis certain I shall never separate from you : yet with all this devotion to you I ...
... walk this morning with a book in my hand , but as usual I have been occupied with nothing but I am you ; I wish I could say tormented day and night . " Tis certain I shall never separate from you : yet with all this devotion to you I ...
Pagina 56
... walking with her , and now - the knowledge of contrast , feeling for light and shade , all that information ( primitive sense ) necessary for a poem , are great enemies to the recovery of the stomach . There , you rogue , I put you to ...
... walking with her , and now - the knowledge of contrast , feeling for light and shade , all that information ( primitive sense ) necessary for a poem , are great enemies to the recovery of the stomach . There , you rogue , I put you to ...
Pagina 57
... walks about my imagination like a ghost- she is so like Tom.2 I can scarcely bid you good - bye , even in a letter . I always made an awkward bow . God bless you ! IV JOHN KEATS . Joseph Severn to Mrs. Brawne MY DEAR MADAM , Rome , Dec ...
... walks about my imagination like a ghost- she is so like Tom.2 I can scarcely bid you good - bye , even in a letter . I always made an awkward bow . God bless you ! IV JOHN KEATS . Joseph Severn to Mrs. Brawne MY DEAR MADAM , Rome , Dec ...
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The Great English Letter Writers, Volume 2 William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1908 |
The Great English Letter Writers, Volume 2 William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1908 |
The Great English Letter Writers, Volume 2 William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1908 |
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Pagina 17 - I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.
Pagina 140 - I labour to pourtraict in Arthure, before he was king, the image of a brave knight, perfected in the twelve private morall vertues, as Aristotle hath devised...
Pagina 227 - Tis in vain that at niggardly caution I scold, 'Tis in vain that I flatter the brave and the bold: All play their own way, and they think me an ass, . . . ' What does Mrs. Bunbury?' . . .
Pagina 217 - There's another; why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddities now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks? why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his action of battery?
Pagina 224 - Of his dull life; then where there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past: wit that might warrant be For the whole city to talk foolishly, Till that were cancelled ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty; though but downright fools, mere wise...
Pagina 229 - Consider, dear Doctor, the girls are but young.' 'The younger the worse,' I return him again; 'It shows that their habits are all dyed in grain.' 'But then they're so handsome, one's bosom it grieves.' 'What signifies handsome, when people are thieves?' 'But where is your justice? Their cases are hard.
Pagina 54 - The silk lining she put in my travelling cap scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her — I see her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her a moment.
Pagina 156 - Its touches of beauty should never be half-way, thereby making the reader breathless, instead of content. The rise, the progress, the setting of Imagery should, like the sun, come natural to him, shine over him, and set soberly, although in magnificence, leaving him in the luxury of twilight. But it is easier to think what poetry should be, than to write it. And this leads me to Another axiom — That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all.
Pagina 153 - It is impossible that any expectations can be lower than mine concerning the immediate effect of this little work upon what is called the public. I do not here take into consideration the envy and malevolence, and all the bad passions, which always stand in the way of a work of any merit from a living poet ; but merely think of the pure, absolute, honest ignorance in which all worldlings of every rank and situation must be enveloped, with respect to the thoughts, feelings, and images on which the...
Pagina 239 - O, that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take: From something of material sublime, Rather than shadow our own soul's day-time In the dark void of night.