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That spe- haps , once or twice in a century , a culation was , perhaps , carried
some bold and original poet from the herd what too far ; but if the paradox have of
scholars and academical literati . proof any where , it is in its applica . But the ...
That spe- haps , once or twice in a century , a culation was , perhaps , carried
some bold and original poet from the herd what too far ; but if the paradox have of
scholars and academical literati . proof any where , it is in its applica . But the ...
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... regarded by many which stamps the character of vigour very competent and
liberal judges . upon every syllable , bas generally His apology , tuo , we are
willing to had recourse to a mere accumulation believe , is to be found in the
original of ...
... regarded by many which stamps the character of vigour very competent and
liberal judges . upon every syllable , bas generally His apology , tuo , we are
willing to had recourse to a mere accumulation believe , is to be found in the
original of ...
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And what are tuation , and the havock it makes among you ? ' ' I'm Ody , plase
your honour ; ' the all her original claims to respect and short for Owen , & c . I. 94-
96 . enjoyment , are very finely and art . It is impossible , however , for us to fully ...
And what are tuation , and the havock it makes among you ? ' ' I'm Ody , plase
your honour ; ' the all her original claims to respect and short for Owen , & c . I. 94-
96 . enjoyment , are very finely and art . It is impossible , however , for us to fully ...
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He has gone too far for often truly original , where a common some , and not far
enough for others . writer could only have been a tame All , we believe , with few
exceptions , and servile imitator . " He is thought have agreed , that he has ...
He has gone too far for often truly original , where a common some , and not far
enough for others . writer could only have been a tame All , we believe , with few
exceptions , and servile imitator . " He is thought have agreed , that he has ...
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The sen very materially in publick esti- pile they belong to stands at the very
mation , but also , that the sheep have top of our English list , and the sheep not ,
in any way , degenerated from have been most fortunately placed at their original
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The sen very materially in publick esti- pile they belong to stands at the very
mation , but also , that the sheep have top of our English list , and the sheep not ,
in any way , degenerated from have been most fortunately placed at their original
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Page 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Page 169 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Page 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Page 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Page 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Page 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.