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I would , however , suggest two or three observations applying rather to the
personal conduct and circumstances of the ... would excite observation in the
most crowded community , and could not but shine conspicuously in a narrow
circle .
I would , however , suggest two or three observations applying rather to the
personal conduct and circumstances of the ... would excite observation in the
most crowded community , and could not but shine conspicuously in a narrow
circle .
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I treat these as appendages , because the story might be told without them ; but it
must also be observed , that without them the story would not be ... But the
observation would not hold true , even if confined to the novels of the present
author .
I treat these as appendages , because the story might be told without them ; but it
must also be observed , that without them the story would not be ... But the
observation would not hold true , even if confined to the novels of the present
author .
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... of observation , that they possess , in subserviency to this talent , the power of
embracing with the same masterly and accurate coup - d ' ail , all the external
appearances that characterize individual persons . Their scrupulous particularity
in ...
... of observation , that they possess , in subserviency to this talent , the power of
embracing with the same masterly and accurate coup - d ' ail , all the external
appearances that characterize individual persons . Their scrupulous particularity
in ...
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The same observation will apply to the lines , “ Within these walls , stifled by
damp and stench , Doth Hope ' s fair torch expire ; and at the snuff , Ere yet ' tis
quite extinct , rude , wild , and wayward , The desperate revelries of wild despair
...
The same observation will apply to the lines , “ Within these walls , stifled by
damp and stench , Doth Hope ' s fair torch expire ; and at the snuff , Ere yet ' tis
quite extinct , rude , wild , and wayward , The desperate revelries of wild despair
...
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In addressing to you a course of remarks affecting our admired poet and
biographer , I have not thought myself permitted to advance a single observation
which might not with propriety have been urged in his own presence . As I have
never ...
In addressing to you a course of remarks affecting our admired poet and
biographer , I have not thought myself permitted to advance a single observation
which might not with propriety have been urged in his own presence . As I have
never ...
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Página 54 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 3 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 9 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 4 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Página 8 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 1 - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD / THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Página 104 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Página 2 - The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed...
Página 7 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Página 5 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...