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... walks un- molested , and fancy myself of what degree or stand- ing I please . I seem admitted ad eundem . I fetch up past opportunities . I can rise at the chapel - bell , and dream that it rings for me . In moods of humility I can be a ...
... walks un- molested , and fancy myself of what degree or stand- ing I please . I seem admitted ad eundem . I fetch up past opportunities . I can rise at the chapel - bell , and dream that it rings for me . In moods of humility I can be a ...
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... walks at these times are so much one's own , the tall trees of Christ's , the groves of Magdalen ! The halls deserted , and with open doors , inviting one to slip in unperceived , and pay a devoir to some Founder , or noble or royal ...
... walks at these times are so much one's own , the tall trees of Christ's , the groves of Magdalen ! The halls deserted , and with open doors , inviting one to slip in unperceived , and pay a devoir to some Founder , or noble or royal ...
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... walking amid their foliage ; and the odour of their old moth - scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard . Still less have I curiosity to disturb the elder repose of MSS ...
... walking amid their foliage ; and the odour of their old moth - scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard . Still less have I curiosity to disturb the elder repose of MSS ...
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... walks in Clifford's - inn , or in the Temple . In addition to a provoking short - sightedness ( the effect of late ... walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of - — the fire - side ...
... walks in Clifford's - inn , or in the Temple . In addition to a provoking short - sightedness ( the effect of late ... walking destinies returned him into the same neighbourhood again , and again the quiet image of - — the fire - side ...
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... walks of the Muses . A little dramatic effusion of his , under the name of Vertumnus and Pomona , is not yet forgotten by the chroniclers of that sort of literature . It was accepted by Garrick , but the town did not give it their ...
... walks of the Muses . A little dramatic effusion of his , under the name of Vertumnus and Pomona , is not yet forgotten by the chroniclers of that sort of literature . It was accepted by Garrick , but the town did not give it their ...
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Page 173 - s made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Page 255 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth ! — wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood ? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal — wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation — from these sins he is happily snatched away — Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade, Death came with timely care...
Page 251 - The ears of Ho-ti tingled with horror. He cursed his son, and he cursed himself that ever he should beget a son that should eat burnt pig. Bo-bo, whose scent was wonderfully sharpened since morning, soon raked out another pig, and fairly rending it asunder, thrust the lesser half by main force into the fists of Ho-ti, still shouting out, " Eat, eat, eat the burnt pig, father, only taste — O lord ! " with such-like barbarous ejaculations, cramming all the while as if he would choke.
Page 43 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the 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.
Page 42 - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the dayspring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus...
Page 140 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 202 - O when shall I be such an expectant again ! — with the cry of nonpareils, an indispensable playhouse accompaniment in those days. As near as I can recollect, the fashionable pronunciation of the theatrical fruiteresses then was, " Chase some oranges, chase some numparels, chase a bill of the play;
Page 173 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Page 66 - These insufferable triflers are the curse of a table. One of these flies will spoil a whole pot. Of such it may be said, that they do not play at cards, but only play at playing at them. Sarah Battle was none of that breed. She detested them, as I do, from her heart and soul ; and 5 would not, save upon a striking emergency, willingly seat herself at the same table with them.
Page 46 - He cometh to you with a smile, and troubleth you with no receipt; confining himself to no set season. Every day is his Candlemas, or his feast of Holy Michael.