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He reads much ; He is a great observer ; and he looks Quite through the deeds of men . He loves no plays , As thou dost , Antony ; he hears no music : Seldom he smiles , and smiles in such a sort , As if he mock'd himself , and scorn'd ...
He reads much ; He is a great observer ; and he looks Quite through the deeds of men . He loves no plays , As thou dost , Antony ; he hears no music : Seldom he smiles , and smiles in such a sort , As if he mock'd himself , and scorn'd ...
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Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volume 2 Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey Volledige weergave - 1844 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 336 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Pagina 331 - Would he were fatter: — But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Pagina 325 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Pagina 410 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Pagina 481 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee...
Pagina 410 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; Wi...
Pagina 411 - Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Pagina 332 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Pagina 447 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Pagina 326 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volume 2 Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey Edinburgh review |
| Auteur | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey |
| Uitgever | Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1844 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 5 jan 2007 |
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