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What a play - ground was that orchard ! and what playfellows were mine ! Nancy ,
with her trim prettiness , my own dear father , handsomest and cheerfulest of men
, and the great Newfoundland dog Coe , who used to lie down at my feet , as if ...
What a play - ground was that orchard ! and what playfellows were mine ! Nancy ,
with her trim prettiness , my own dear father , handsomest and cheerfulest of men
, and the great Newfoundland dog Coe , who used to lie down at my feet , as if ...
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... The hookers lie upon the beach ; the children cease their play ; The gossips
leave the little inn ; the households kneel to pray ; And full of love and peace and
rest , its daily labor o ' er , Upon that cosy creek there lay the town of Baltimore .
... The hookers lie upon the beach ; the children cease their play ; The gossips
leave the little inn ; the households kneel to pray ; And full of love and peace and
rest , its daily labor o ' er , Upon that cosy creek there lay the town of Baltimore .
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There are a multitude of people who are truly and only spectators of a play
without any use of their understanding ; and these carry it sometimes by the
strength of their numbers . There are others who use their understandings too
much ; who ...
There are a multitude of people who are truly and only spectators of a play
without any use of their understanding ; and these carry it sometimes by the
strength of their numbers . There are others who use their understandings too
much ; who ...
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As I must have rubbed his legs dry , if wetted , I gave him the rein , and made him
leap the brook , which he understood as a challenge for play ; and beginning to
gambol , after a few antics , he reared very high , and plunging forward with great
...
As I must have rubbed his legs dry , if wetted , I gave him the rein , and made him
leap the brook , which he understood as a challenge for play ; and beginning to
gambol , after a few antics , he reared very high , and plunging forward with great
...
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Hazlitt says that until the age of forty he could not even read ; an assertion which ,
cons dering the undoubted merit of his play , “ The Man of the World , " appears
all but incredible . It is , however , certain that he was coarse , illiterate , and ...
Hazlitt says that until the age of forty he could not even read ; an assertion which ,
cons dering the undoubted merit of his play , “ The Man of the World , " appears
all but incredible . It is , however , certain that he was coarse , illiterate , and ...
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Página 544 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Página 543 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight is in privateness and retiring ; for ornament, is in discourse ; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business. For expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one ; but the general counsels, and the plots, and marshalling of affairs come best from those that are learned.
Página 201 - Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie. My music shows ye have your closes. And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
Página 318 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 314 - Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Página 318 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Página 242 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 180 - I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; 'Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Página 392 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
Página 429 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, •** Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower.
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | Recollections of a Literary Life |
| Autor | Mary Russell Mitford |
| Editora | Harper, 1855 |
| Original de | Harvard University |
| Digitalizado | 20 mar. 2008 |
| Num. págs. | 558 páginas |
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