The Indicator and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and Fire-side, Volum 1H. Colburn, 1835 |
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Side 18
... , too , is a handsome one ; and there is a flock of pigeons in that neighbourhood , which we have stood with great pleasure to see careering about it of a fine afternoon , when a western wind had swept back 18 THE INDICATOR .
... , too , is a handsome one ; and there is a flock of pigeons in that neighbourhood , which we have stood with great pleasure to see careering about it of a fine afternoon , when a western wind had swept back 18 THE INDICATOR .
Side 19
... wind had swept back the smoke towards the city , and showed the white of the stone steeple piercing up into a blue sky . So much for St. Giles's , whose very name is a nuisance with some . It is dangerous to speak disrespectfully of old ...
... wind had swept back the smoke towards the city , and showed the white of the stone steeple piercing up into a blue sky . So much for St. Giles's , whose very name is a nuisance with some . It is dangerous to speak disrespectfully of old ...
Side 48
... winds , by the quickness of his wit and invention . ” This is a happy simile , with the exception of what is insinuated about Jonson's greater solidity . But let Jonson shew for himself the affection with which he regarded one , who did ...
... winds , by the quickness of his wit and invention . ” This is a happy simile , with the exception of what is insinuated about Jonson's greater solidity . But let Jonson shew for himself the affection with which he regarded one , who did ...
Side 76
... winds meet it there . came , It A terrible Omen . - A mist rose slowly from the lake . in the figure of an aged man , along the silent plain . Its large limbs did not move in steps ; for a ghost supported it in mid air . It came towards ...
... winds meet it there . came , It A terrible Omen . - A mist rose slowly from the lake . in the figure of an aged man , along the silent plain . Its large limbs did not move in steps ; for a ghost supported it in mid air . It came towards ...
Side 88
... wind . The top then , yearning to and fro , like a tongue trying to speak , threw out a voice , and said : " When I de- parted from Circe , who withdrew me to her for more than a year in the neighbourhood of Gaieta , before Æneas had so ...
... wind . The top then , yearning to and fro , like a tongue trying to speak , threw out a voice , and said : " When I de- parted from Circe , who withdrew me to her for more than a year in the neighbourhood of Gaieta , before Æneas had so ...
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Side 105 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Side 241 - Sirens' harmony, That sit upon the nine infolded spheres, And sing to those that hold the vital shears, And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie, To lull the daughters of Necessity, And keep unsteady Nature to her law, And the low world in measured motion draw After the heavenly tune, which none can hear Of human mould, with gross unpurged ear...
Side 259 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Side 48 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Side 287 - She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — "I love thee true.
Side 287 - La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
Side 267 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Side 260 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Side 105 - The western wave was all a-flame; The day was well nigh done! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Side 8 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...