A Book for a Corner, Or Selections in Prose and Verse from Authors the Best Suited to that Mode of EnjoymentLeigh Hunt J.P. Putnam, 1852 |
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... sense of business , whether his business be that of the world or of himself , has a respect for all right things apart from it ; because business with him is not a mindless and merely instinctive industry , like that of a beetle rolling ...
... sense of business , whether his business be that of the world or of himself , has a respect for all right things apart from it ; because business with him is not a mindless and merely instinctive industry , like that of a beetle rolling ...
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... sense of it . De Retz , like Burke and Fox , was a lover of books . Sir Robert Walpole , who retired only to be sick and to die , did not care for books . Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment ; and he who cannot read , or ...
... sense of it . De Retz , like Burke and Fox , was a lover of books . Sir Robert Walpole , who retired only to be sick and to die , did not care for books . Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment ; and he who cannot read , or ...
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... sense of his igno- rance ; nay , languages which , if they can do nothing else , amuse his eye and set him thinking of other countries . He will detect old acquaintances in Arabic numerals , and puzzle over a sum or a problem , if only ...
... sense of his igno- rance ; nay , languages which , if they can do nothing else , amuse his eye and set him thinking of other countries . He will detect old acquaintances in Arabic numerals , and puzzle over a sum or a problem , if only ...
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... sense of the word ; but it has the best in the greatest sense ; that is to say , never - dying novelty ; -antiquity hung with ivy - blossoms and rose - buds ; old friends with the ever- new faces of wit , thought , and affection . Time ...
... sense of the word ; but it has the best in the greatest sense ; that is to say , never - dying novelty ; -antiquity hung with ivy - blossoms and rose - buds ; old friends with the ever- new faces of wit , thought , and affection . Time ...
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... spy desert ; Secker is decent , Rundle has a heart . By " decent 17 we are to understand the word in its classical sense of becoming . the seeds of jealousy and emulation as early as possible 28 LETTER TO A NEW - BORN CHILD .
... spy desert ; Secker is decent , Rundle has a heart . By " decent 17 we are to understand the word in its classical sense of becoming . the seeds of jealousy and emulation as early as possible 28 LETTER TO A NEW - BORN CHILD .
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admiration agreeable appeared beautiful began better boat Bougainville called carts castle charming Chiswick House club Comanians delight desert of Lop door eyes fancy father fear fire Foulahs garden gave gentleman Gil Blas give ground hand happy hear heard heart heaven hill horse Jack Bruce Joseph Andrews kind knew Kooma Kubla Khan lady lived look lord Ludovico Marco Polo master mind morning MUNGO PARK nature never night o'er observed parterres passage passed person pleased pleasure poet poor Prester John reader retired Robert Bage Rubruquis seemed seen servants ship shore side Sir Roger sleep Solander soon sort spirit stood story sweet Tartars taste Tatler tell things thought tion told took travellers trees turn village walk wind wood word young youth
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Seite 46 - 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.
Seite 29 - 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...
Seite 167 - And on her dulcimer she played, 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!
Seite 166 - 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.
Seite 226 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send : He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.
Seite 137 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave?
Seite 167 - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
Seite 226 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 164 - The author continued for about three hours in a profound sleep, at least of the external senses, during which time he has the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines ; if that indeed can be called composition in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Seite 17 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.