The Eton miscellany, by Bartholomew Bouverie, Volume 1, Issues 1-10 |
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I have ventured , and , no doubt , rashly ventured , " Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders , To try my fortune in a sea of glory , But far beyond my depth ! " At present , it is hope alone that buoys me up ; for more ...
I have ventured , and , no doubt , rashly ventured , " Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders , To try my fortune in a sea of glory , But far beyond my depth ! " At present , it is hope alone that buoys me up ; for more ...
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... the face to tell me , that , had the name of that great man been Timothy , he would have exerted the same energies , and attained the same glory ! Why , Timothy's tactics would have carried rout and con- fusion in the very title !
... the face to tell me , that , had the name of that great man been Timothy , he would have exerted the same energies , and attained the same glory ! Why , Timothy's tactics would have carried rout and con- fusion in the very title !
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... to tell What varying passions rose or fell : ' Twas now that calm and holy fire , : That mildness of the dove , By which the gods are won from ire , And soften'd into love . с Yet , when the voice of glory spoke In music's NO .
... to tell What varying passions rose or fell : ' Twas now that calm and holy fire , : That mildness of the dove , By which the gods are won from ire , And soften'd into love . с Yet , when the voice of glory spoke In music's NO .
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Yet , when the voice of glory spoke In music's lofty swell , A nobler spirit then awoke And kindled like a spell , Till her young heart had caught the flame , And felt the echoing thrill for fame . And Roland , as he stood beneath The ...
Yet , when the voice of glory spoke In music's lofty swell , A nobler spirit then awoke And kindled like a spell , Till her young heart had caught the flame , And felt the echoing thrill for fame . And Roland , as he stood beneath The ...
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Yet I would rather see thee dead Than hide in infamy thy head ; And blush in shame , when glory's voice Had call'd the nation to rejoice . Yes , when those trees for ever wave In silence o'er my hero's grave ; Still , still , shall live ...
Yet I would rather see thee dead Than hide in infamy thy head ; And blush in shame , when glory's voice Had call'd the nation to rejoice . Yes , when those trees for ever wave In silence o'er my hero's grave ; Still , still , shall live ...
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Page 64 - tis most certain, Iras. Saucy lictors Will catch at us, like strumpets ; and scald rhymers Ballad us out o' tune : the quick comedians Extemporally will stage us, and present Our Alexandrian revels : Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness I
Page 189 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 43 - It may be observed, that in many of his plays the latter part is evidently neglected. When he found himself near the end of his work, and in view of his reward, he shortened the labour to snatch the profit. He therefore remits his efforts where he should most vigorously exert them, and his catastrophe is improbably produced or imperfectly represented...
Page 146 - For Witherington needs must I wail As one in doleful dumps ; For when his legs were smitten off, He fought upon his stumps.
Page 189 - And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted - ne'er to meet again!
Page 126 - t be possible — of blood : Beg Heaven to cleanse the leprosy of lust That rots thy soul ; acknowledge what thou art, A wretch, a worm, a nothing ; weep, sigh, pray Three times a day, and three times every night ; For seven days...
Page 125 - No, father; in your eyes I see the change Of pity and compassion; from your age, As from a sacred oracle, distils The life of counsel: tell me, holy man, What cure shall give me ease in these extremes ? Friar.
Page 188 - But yester-night I prayed aloud In anguish and in agony, Up-starting from the fiendish crowd Of shapes and thoughts that tortured me: A lurid light, a trampling throng, Sense of intolerable wrong, And whom I scorned, those only strong!
Page 104 - Every quarter of the city was illuminated ; the great temple shone with such peculiar splendour, that the Spaniards could plainly see the people in motion, and the priests busy in hastening the preparations for the death of the prisoners.
Page 157 - tis but a sound ; a name of air ; A minute's storm ; or not so much : to tumble From bed to bed, be massacred alive By some physicians for a month or two, In hope of freedom from a fever's torments, Might stagger manhood ; here, the pain is past 1 [Half a page omitted.] * [Two lines omitted.] Ere sensibly 'tis felt.
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| Title | The Eton miscellany, by Bartholomew Bouverie, Volume 1, Issues 1-10 The Eton miscellany, by Bartholomew Bouverie, William Ewart Gladstone |
| Author | Eton miscellany |
| Editor | William Ewart Gladstone |
| Published | 1827 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 20 Oct 2006 |
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