The Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey, Band 4Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1850 |
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66 Keswick 66 My dear Acta Sanctorum affectionately appear Bedford believe bless Bonaparte Brazil C. W. W. Wynn character circumstances course Daniel Isaac Eaton dear Grosvenor dear Neville dear Wynn delight desire duty Edith employ evil father favour fear feelings France French Gifford give Government hand happy heart Herbert Herbert Knowles History of Brazil History of Portugal honour hope Jacobinism John Rickman journey labour letter live London look Lord Lord Byron Lord William Gordon manner ment mind nature never Neville White opinion paper pass Peninsular War perhaps person poem poet poetry political poor present probably published Quarterly Review reason remember ROBERT SOUTHEY Roderick seems seen Skiddaw spirit suppose tell thank things thought tion verses volume Wat Tyler weeks whole William Smith wish Wordsworth write written youth
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Seite 380 - ... with all his heart, and with all his soul, and with all his strength, and therefore they loved him as truly and as fervently as he loved England.
Seite 143 - Richter, had he viewed, Might have deemed worthy of his perfect skill ; The keen impatience of the younger brood, Their eager eyes and fingers never still ; The hope, the wonder, and the restless joy Of those glad girls, and that vociferous boy ! The aged friend serene with quiet smile, Who in their pleasure finds her own delight ; The mother's heart-felt happiness the while ; The aunts, rejoicing in the joyful sight ; And he who in his gaiety of heart, With glib and noisy tongue performed the showman's...
Seite 376 - ... should oppose to them more enlarged views of the nature of man and the progress of society. I should set forth with equal force the oppressions of the feudal system, the excesses of the insurgents, and the treachery of the government, and hold up the errors and crimes which were then committed, as a warning for this and for future ages. I should write as a man, not as a stripling; with the same heart, and the same desires, but with a ripened understanding and competent stores of knowledge.
Seite 125 - And then came on the frost and snow, All on the road from Moscow. The wind and the weather he found, in that hour, Cared nothing for him, nor for all his power ; For him who, while Europe crouched under his rod. Put his trust in his Fortune, and not in his God.
Seite 375 - when my stock of knowledge consisted of such an acquaintance with Greek and Roman history as is acquired in the course of a scholastic education — when my heart was full of poetry and romance, and Lucan and Akenside were at my tongue's end...
Seite 142 - Here silently between her parents stood My dark-eyed Bertha, timid as a dove ; And gently oft from time to time she woo'd Pressure of hand, or word, or look of love, With impulse shy of bashful tenderness, Soliciting again the wish'd caress.
Seite 142 - Soon all and each came crowding round to share The cordial greeting, the beloved sight ; What welcomings of hand and lip were there ! And when those overflowings of delight Subsided to a sense of quiet bliss, Life hath no purer, deeper happiness. " The young companion of our weary way Found here the end desired of all her ills ; She who in sickness pining many a day...
Seite 142 - Aloft on yonder bench, with arms dispread, My boy stood, shouting there his father's name, Waving his hat around his happy head ; And there, a younger group, his sisters came : Smiling they stood with looks of pleased surprise, While tears of joy were seen in elder eyes.
Seite 20 - ... our not exalting our feelings above the temper of well-ordered and well-educated society. No good man can ever be happy when he is unfit for the career of simple and commonplace duty, and I need not add how many melancholy instances there are of extravagance and profligacy being resorted to, under the pretence of contempt for the common rules of life.
Seite 107 - And deemed the deep opake would blot her beams; But, melting like a wreath of snow, it hangs In folds of wavy silver round, and clothes The orb with richer beauties than her own, Then passing, leaves her in her light serene.