Gryll grange, by the author of 'Headlong hall'. |
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... asked to walk in . I might have leaned over the gate till sunset , and have had no more notice taken of me than if I had been a crow . At dinner the Doctor narrated his morning ad- venture to Mrs. Opimian , and found her , as he had ...
... asked to walk in . I might have leaned over the gate till sunset , and have had no more notice taken of me than if I had been a crow . At dinner the Doctor narrated his morning ad- venture to Mrs. Opimian , and found her , as he had ...
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... Gryll , I cannot well make out . I have asked several professors of the science , and have * Marry , this is miching mallecho : it means mischief .'— Hamlet . got nothing in return but some fine varieties of rigma- 58 Gryll Grange .
... Gryll , I cannot well make out . I have asked several professors of the science , and have * Marry , this is miching mallecho : it means mischief .'— Hamlet . got nothing in return but some fine varieties of rigma- 58 Gryll Grange .
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... asked him if he were working on the Aristo- phanic comedy ? Mr. Falconer said , he got on best with that in the Doctor's company . But I have been writing , ' he said , ' on something connected with the Athenian drama . I have been ...
... asked him if he were working on the Aristo- phanic comedy ? Mr. Falconer said , he got on best with that in the Doctor's company . But I have been writing , ' he said , ' on something connected with the Athenian drama . I have been ...
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... asked them , ' Why they left his home ? ' They said , A guest will hither come , We must not stay to meet . " He called his boy with morning light , Told him the vision of the night , And bade his play be brought . His finished page ...
... asked them , ' Why they left his home ? ' They said , A guest will hither come , We must not stay to meet . " He called his boy with morning light , Told him the vision of the night , And bade his play be brought . His finished page ...
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... asking his opinion on all subjects ) . What is your opinion , Mr. MacBorrowdale ? MR . MACBORROWDALE . I hold to the opinion I have already expressed , that this is as good a glass of port as ever I tasted . LORD CURRYFIN . I mean your ...
... asking his opinion on all subjects ) . What is your opinion , Mr. MacBorrowdale ? MR . MACBORROWDALE . I hold to the opinion I have already expressed , that this is as good a glass of port as ever I tasted . LORD CURRYFIN . I mean your ...
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Seite 204 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Seite 258 - It is good to be merry and wise, It is good to be honest and true, It is good to be off with the old love Before you are on with the new.
Seite 204 - Less Philomel will deign a song In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak.
Seite 97 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of Fate are mine: Not Heaven itself upon the Past has power, But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
Seite 243 - Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good ; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills; To most, he mingles both : the wretch decreed To taste the bad, unmix'd, is cursed indeed; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of earth and heaven.
Seite 191 - Over the mountains And over the waves, Under the fountains And under the graves ; Under floods that are deepest, Which Neptune obey ; Over rocks that are steepest Love will find out the way.
Seite 298 - TIS late and cold; stir up the fire; -*- Sit close, and draw the table nigher; Be merry, and drink wine that's old, A hearty medicine 'gainst a cold : Your beds of wanton down the best, Where you shall tumble to your rest; I could wish you wenches too, But I am dead, and cannot do. Call for the best the house may ring, Sack, white, and claret, let them bring, And drink apace, while breath you have; You'll find but...
Seite 124 - We wandered hand in hand together ; But that was sixty years ago. You grew a lovely roseate maiden, And still our early love was strong ; Still with no care our days were laden, They glided joyously along ; And I did love you very dearly, How dearly words want power to show ; I thought your heart was touched as nearly ; But that was fifty years ago. Then other lovers came around you, Your beauty grew from year to year. And many a splendid circle found you The centre of its glittering sphere.
Seite 23 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Seite 134 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.