A Book for a Corner: Or, Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of Enjoyment: with Comments on Each, and a Genera; Introduction, Volume 1G. P. Putnam, 1852 |
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Pagina 12
... perhaps , to temptations of their spirit in this way , when such occur . But this does not hinder them from en- joying another and a seasonable pleasure meantime . On the contrary , this very energy is the thing which hinders it from ...
... perhaps , to temptations of their spirit in this way , when such occur . But this does not hinder them from en- joying another and a seasonable pleasure meantime . On the contrary , this very energy is the thing which hinders it from ...
Pagina 16
... perhaps as many appalling faces of things in our time as they have , and we are always ready to confront more if duty demand it . But we do not choose to be always suffering over again in books what we have suffered in the world . We ...
... perhaps as many appalling faces of things in our time as they have , and we are always ready to confront more if duty demand it . But we do not choose to be always suffering over again in books what we have suffered in the world . We ...
Pagina 17
... perhaps of most , would in all probability improve it . This was , to suppose our sequestered reader thinking , not merely of the pleasures of his childhood or of his old age , but of his whole life , past or to come , and thus calling ...
... perhaps of most , would in all probability improve it . This was , to suppose our sequestered reader thinking , not merely of the pleasures of his childhood or of his old age , but of his whole life , past or to come , and thus calling ...
Pagina 20
... perhaps to be a reader at all . At least he is no universalist ; no sympa- thiser with the entire and genial round of existence ; and it is for the reader who is , that these volumes are emphati- cally intended . A universalist , in one ...
... perhaps to be a reader at all . At least he is no universalist ; no sympa- thiser with the entire and genial round of existence ; and it is for the reader who is , that these volumes are emphati- cally intended . A universalist , in one ...
Pagina 39
... perhaps , who , censuring the design , Low lays the house which that of cards doth build , Shall Dennis be , † if rigid fate incline , And many an epic to his rage shall yield ; And many a poet quit the Aonian field ; And , sour'd by ...
... perhaps , who , censuring the design , Low lays the house which that of cards doth build , Shall Dennis be , † if rigid fate incline , And many an epic to his rage shall yield ; And many a poet quit the Aonian field ; And , sour'd by ...
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Pagina 48 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Pagina 170 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Pagina 95 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Pagina 31 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Pagina 168 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Pagina 227 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the Sun upon...
Pagina 179 - Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep...
Pagina 226 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Pagina 226 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...