The Indicator and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and Fire-side, Band 2H. Colburn, 1835 - 352 Seiten |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 24
Seite 5
... tell ye what I know this place now : and you , Signor Gualtier , " continued he , turning to a young man , " may now follow that adventure I have often heard you wish to be engaged in . ” The crew turned pale , and Gualtier among them ...
... tell ye what I know this place now : and you , Signor Gualtier , " continued he , turning to a young man , " may now follow that adventure I have often heard you wish to be engaged in . ” The crew turned pale , and Gualtier among them ...
Seite 6
... powerful and in the midst of his terror , he could not help thinking what a fine adventure this would be to tell in Salerno , even if he did but conceal himself a little , and stay a few minutes longer than the 6 THE INDICATOR .
... powerful and in the midst of his terror , he could not help thinking what a fine adventure this would be to tell in Salerno , even if he did but conceal himself a little , and stay a few minutes longer than the 6 THE INDICATOR .
Seite 18
... tell her what a good doctor you had . " " The best in the world , " cried he ; and as he sat up in bed , he put his arm round her waist , and kissed her . " Pardon me , Signora , " said the poor girl to her hostess ; " but I felt that ...
... tell her what a good doctor you had . " " The best in the world , " cried he ; and as he sat up in bed , he put his arm round her waist , and kissed her . " Pardon me , Signora , " said the poor girl to her hostess ; " but I felt that ...
Seite 19
... tell you , Madam , " continued she , " I do not believe you will think it foolish , for something very grave at my heart tells me it is not so ; but I have had a long thought , " ( and her voice and look grew more exalted as she spoke ) ...
... tell you , Madam , " continued she , " I do not believe you will think it foolish , for something very grave at my heart tells me it is not so ; but I have had a long thought , " ( and her voice and look grew more exalted as she spoke ) ...
Seite 56
... tell him his soul lives in an alley . " We think we see a hack- ney - coach moved out of its ordinary patience , and ... tells us , that the hackney - coach has its countenance , with gesticulation besides : and now he has pointed it out ...
... tell him his soul lives in an alley . " We think we see a hack- ney - coach moved out of its ordinary patience , and ... tells us , that the hackney - coach has its countenance , with gesticulation besides : and now he has pointed it out ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abbot admiration Andrew Marvell animal appearance Arabian Nights Ashted beauty Ben Jonson better called Ceres Chaucer church coach colour Cortana creatures daugh delight door dreams Epsom eyes face fancy father fear feel Formica rufa gentleman giant give goddess Gualtier hackney-coach hand happy hast head heart heaven honour horse human imagination instinct kiss lady Leatherhead live look Lord lover Mickleham mistress Morgante nature ness never night noble once Orlando ourselves Ovid pain panegyrics pepper-box perhaps person Petrarch pleasant pleasure poet Pomona pretty Proserpina reader reason Rhæcus river Mole Robert Boyle round seemed sense Shakspeare shew side sleep sort soul speak spirit suppose sweet talk tears tell thee thing thou thought tion trees Triptolemus turn Vaucluse verses village voice walk window wish Woodcote Green word young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 133 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice I And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry,
Seite 87 - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Seite 59 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Seite 191 - The ancients had little of what we call learning. They made it. They were also no very eminent buyers of books — they made books for posterity. It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much. The scholar, in Chaucer, who would rather have "At his beddes head A twenty bokes, clothed, in black and red, Of Aristotle and his philosophy. Than robes rich, or fiddle, or psaltrie...
Seite 330 - To Hounslow Heath I point, and Banstead Down ; Thence comes your mutton, and these chicks my own.
Seite 199 - ... of fancy, and by indulging some peculiar habits of thought was eminently delighted with those flights of imagination which pass the bounds of nature, and to which the mind is reconciled only by a passive acquiescence in popular traditions. He loved fairies, genii, giants, and monsters; he delighted to rove through the meanders of inchantment, to gaze on the magnificence of golden palaces, to repose by the water-falls of Elysian gardens.
Seite 130 - ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to Love compose, In humble trust mine eye-lids close, With reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought exprest, Only a sense of supplication ; A sense o'er all my soul imprest That I am weak, yet not unblest, Since in me, round me...
Seite 181 - ... among my books, and walled round with all the comfort and protection which they and my fireside could afford me ; to wit, a table of high-piled books at my back, my writing-desk on one side of me, some shelves on the other, and the feeling of the warm fire at my feet; I began to consider how I loved the authors of those books ; how I loved them, too, not only for the imaginative pleasures they afforded me, but for their making me love the very books themselves and delight to be in contact with...
Seite 45 - Cicely went off with a gentleman's purse ; And as to my sister, so mild and so dear, She has lain in the churchyard full many a year.
Seite 110 - Queen ; At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept, And from thenceforth those graces were not seen, For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse. Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed, And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce : Where Homer's spright did tremble all for grief, And cursed the access of that celestial thief.