Table Talk: Or, Original Essays on Men and Manners, Volume 2H. Colburn, 1824 - 401 pagina's |
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Pagina 9
... leaves in the air , glad of the rain , proud of the sun , awake to the winds of heaven . In his Plague of Athens , the very buildings seem stiff with horror . His picture of the Deluge is , perhaps , the finest historical landscape in ...
... leaves in the air , glad of the rain , proud of the sun , awake to the winds of heaven . In his Plague of Athens , the very buildings seem stiff with horror . His picture of the Deluge is , perhaps , the finest historical landscape in ...
Pagina 36
... leave ourselves behind , much more to get rid of others . It is because I want a little breathing - space to muse on indifferent matters , where Contemplation " May plume her feathers and let grow her wings , That in the various bustle ...
... leave ourselves behind , much more to get rid of others . It is because I want a little breathing - space to muse on indifferent matters , where Contemplation " May plume her feathers and let grow her wings , That in the various bustle ...
Pagina 37
... Leave , oh , leave me to my repose I have just now other business in hand , which would seem idle to you , but is with me " very stuff of the con- science . " Is not this wild rose sweet without a comment ? Does not this daisy leap to ...
... Leave , oh , leave me to my repose I have just now other business in hand , which would seem idle to you , but is with me " very stuff of the con- science . " Is not this wild rose sweet without a comment ? Does not this daisy leap to ...
Pagina 41
... leaves , like flowers at sunset . I can make nothing out on the spot : -I must have time to collect my- self.- In general , a good thing spoils out - of - door prospects it should be reserved for Table - talk . L- is for this reason , I ...
... leaves , like flowers at sunset . I can make nothing out on the spot : -I must have time to collect my- self.- In general , a good thing spoils out - of - door prospects it should be reserved for Table - talk . L- is for this reason , I ...
Pagina 61
... leaves , calling it Radical Tobacco , lighting it with a lens in the rays of the sun , and at every puff fancying that they undermined the Boroughmongers , as Trim blew up the army opposed to the Allies ! They had deceived the Senate ...
... leaves , calling it Radical Tobacco , lighting it with a lens in the rays of the sun , and at every puff fancying that they undermined the Boroughmongers , as Trim blew up the army opposed to the Allies ! They had deceived the Senate ...
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Pagina 224 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Pagina 27 - God's trophies, and His work pursued, While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots imbrued, And Dunbar field, resounds thy praises loud, And Worcester's laureate wreath: yet much remains To conquer still; Peace hath her victories No less renowned than War: new foes arise, Threatening to bind our souls with secular chains. Help us to save free conscience from the paw Of hireling wolves, whose Gospel is their maw.
Pagina 30 - Purification in the old Law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was veiled, yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But O as to embrace me she inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night.
Pagina 62 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then when 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 cancell'd ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone...
Pagina 319 - Katterfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread.
Pagina 21 - Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the...
Pagina 26 - Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud, Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough'd, And on the neck of crowned fortune proud Hast rear'd God's trophies and his work pursued, While Darwen stream with blood of Scots imbrued, And Dunbar field resounds thy praises loud, And Worcester's laureat wreath.
Pagina 27 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Pagina 27 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Pagina 29 - The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touched, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air? He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.