Tremaine: Or, The Man of Refinement, Volumen1

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Página 197 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less, Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone ; this, this is solitude ! XXVII.
Página 220 - And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Página 313 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 18 - hest to say so ! Fer. Admired Miranda ! Indeed the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear...
Página 313 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Página 84 - IN that soft season, when descending showers Call forth the greens, and wake the rising flowers; When opening buds salute the welcome day, And earth relenting feels the genial ray ; As balmy sleep had charm'd my cares to rest, And love itself was banish'd from my breast, (What time the morn mysterious visions brings, While purer slumbers spread their golden wings), A train of phantoms in wild order rose, And, join'd, this intellectual scene compose.
Página 227 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work...
Página 185 - A great deal," replied Evelyn ; " for, in the place I allude to, he was the quizzer, and Oliver the quizzee. ' We courtiers,' he says, ' valued ourselves much upon our good clothes; and when I first saw Oliver, he seemed a gentleman very ordinarily clad, in a plain suit, made, as it should seem, by an. ill country tailor ; his linen not very clean, his hat without a hatband, and his sword stuck on awkwardly.
Página iv - ... which once belonged to us, has undermined our independence, and left our virtue defenceless. All would be Statesmen, Philosophers or people of fashion. All, too, run to London. The woods and fields are unpeopled ; the plain mansions and plain manners of our fathers, deserted and changed...
Página 214 - ... air, and of the people, it will make a terrible sum. I have no very strong faith in your pretenders to retirement ; * you are not of an age for it, nor have gone through either good or bad fortune enough to go into a corner, and form conclusions de contemptu mundi et fuga sceculi, unless a poet grows weary of too much applause, as ministers do of too much weight of business.

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