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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People
Mary Russell Mitford
Vista completa - 1862
Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People
Mary Russell Mitford
Vista completa - 1853
admirable amongst ballads Beaumont and Fletcher beautiful Ben Jonson better bird Bishop Percy bright called charming dance dear delight doth English eyes fair father fear flowers Fontenoy gallop Gelert George Crowninshield Gerald Griffin give grace hand happy hath hear heard heart Holcroft honour horse Joanna Baillie John Banim John Clare John Watson King Kyng Estmere lady ladye lane laughed live London look Lord maid Maire bhan astoir Marlotes married morning murder nature never night o'er once Pan is dead passed play pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise rise rose round Rugeley SACK OF BALTIMORE seemed sing smile Soame Jenyns Soggarth aroon song stick sweet tell thee thou thought town trees twas verse walk whilst Winthrop Mackworth Praed wonderful words wyfe young youth
Página 325 - UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, SIDNEY'S sister, PEMBROKE'S mother ; Death ! ere thou hast slain another, Learn'd and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Página 319 - Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep> Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Página 86 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Página 262 - Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Página 237 - for Aix is in sight ! " "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Página 311 - It is accomplished. The deed is done. He retreats, retraces his steps to the window, passes out through it as he came in, and escapes. He has done the murder; no eye has seen him, no ear has heard him. The secret is his own, and it is safe! Ah!
Página 80 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables like the rooks that round them throng : Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old ; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand...
Página 262 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Página 192 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.