The Great English Essayists: With Introductory Essays and NotesHarper & brothers, 1909 - 351 pagina's |
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Pagina 9
... live more close to the common people . They often chose the site of their homes among the lepers . At London they established themselves in the noisome shambles of Newgate ; at Ox- ford on the swampy land between the Thames and the ...
... live more close to the common people . They often chose the site of their homes among the lepers . At London they established themselves in the noisome shambles of Newgate ; at Ox- ford on the swampy land between the Thames and the ...
Pagina 11
... live under the sweet liberty of nature's first and uncorrupted lawes , I assure thee , I would most willingly have pourtrayed my selfe fully and naked . Thus gentle reader my selfe am the groundworke of my booke . " No exposition of ...
... live under the sweet liberty of nature's first and uncorrupted lawes , I assure thee , I would most willingly have pourtrayed my selfe fully and naked . Thus gentle reader my selfe am the groundworke of my booke . " No exposition of ...
Pagina 15
... Lives of the Poets , which are critical essays . These " sallies " of a full mind , written with an easy sense of power and complete command of wide resources , bring us nearer to Johnson than anything else which he has written . It is ...
... Lives of the Poets , which are critical essays . These " sallies " of a full mind , written with an easy sense of power and complete command of wide resources , bring us nearer to Johnson than anything else which he has written . It is ...
Pagina 32
... live in extreme anguish and pain , all of which thou art free from ? O fortunatos nimium bona si sua norint ; thou art most happy , if thou couldst be content and acknowledge thy happiness ; Rem carendo , non fruendo cognoscimus , when ...
... live in extreme anguish and pain , all of which thou art free from ? O fortunatos nimium bona si sua norint ; thou art most happy , if thou couldst be content and acknowledge thy happiness ; Rem carendo , non fruendo cognoscimus , when ...
Pagina 36
... live in his substance in Heaven , rather than his name and shadow in the earth . And therefore at my death I mean to take a total adieu of the World , not caring for a Monument , History , or Epitaph , not so much as the bare memory of ...
... live in his substance in Heaven , rather than his name and shadow in the earth . And therefore at my death I mean to take a total adieu of the World , not caring for a Monument , History , or Epitaph , not so much as the bare memory of ...
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The Great English Essayists: With Introductory Essays and Notes William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1909 |
The Great English Essayists: With Introductory Essays and Notes William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1909 |
The Great English Essayists: With Introductory Essays and Notes William James Dawson,Coningsby Dawson Volledige weergave - 1909 |
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Pagina 330 - Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Pagina 290 - And yet, steeped in sentiment as she lies, spreading her gardens to the moonlight, and whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age, who will deny that Oxford, by her ineffable charm, keeps ever calling us nearer to the true goal of all of us, to the ideal, to perfection, — to beauty, in a word, which is only truth seen from another side?
Pagina 319 - English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Pagina 337 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
Pagina 29 - It is a strange thing to note the excess of this passion, and how it braves the nature and value of things by this, that the speaking in a perpetual hyperbole, is comely in nothing but in love : neither is it merely in the phrase; for whereas it hath been well said, " That the arch " flatterer, with whom all the petty flatterers have " intelligence, is a man's self...
Pagina 41 - Truth, indeed, came once into the world with her divine Master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on...
Pagina 291 - Every moment some form grows perfect in hand or face; some tone on the hills or the sea is choicer than the rest; some mood of passion or insight or intellectual excitement is irresistibly real and attractive to us, - for that moment only.
Pagina 237 - And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, And as the hasty fruit before the summer; Which when he that looketh upon it seeth, While it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.
Pagina 183 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Pagina 289 - Beautiful city ! so venerable, so lovely, so unravaged by the fierce intellectual life of our century, so serene ! " There are our young barbarians, all at play ! " And yet, steeped in sentiment as she lies, spreading her gardens to the moonlight, and whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age, who will deny that Oxford, by her ineffable charm, keeps ever calling us nearer to the true goal of all of us, to the ideal, to perfection...