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... Tatler was published . In Maiden - lane , Covent - garden , Voltaire lodged while in London , at the sign of the White Peruke . Tavistock - street was then , we believe , the Bond - street of the fashionable world ; as Bow- street was ...
... Tatler was published . In Maiden - lane , Covent - garden , Voltaire lodged while in London , at the sign of the White Peruke . Tavistock - street was then , we believe , the Bond - street of the fashionable world ; as Bow- street was ...
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... Tatler ; and our light modern cane , which the Sunday stroller buys at sixpence the piece , with a twist of it at the end for a handle . The physicians , till within the last few score of years , retained among other fopperies which ...
... Tatler ; and our light modern cane , which the Sunday stroller buys at sixpence the piece , with a twist of it at the end for a handle . The physicians , till within the last few score of years , retained among other fopperies which ...
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... Tatler he had written . His abuse was not a thing of literary jealousy , but of some personal or party spite . The union of all three was a perfection of con- sciousness , reserved for the present time . But Swift's very fondness vented ...
... Tatler he had written . His abuse was not a thing of literary jealousy , but of some personal or party spite . The union of all three was a perfection of con- sciousness , reserved for the present time . But Swift's very fondness vented ...
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... Tatler and Spectator , and never were more forcibly struck with the feeling we formerly expressed about a man's being better pleased with other writers than with himself . Our index seemed the poorest and most second - hand thing in the ...
... Tatler and Spectator , and never were more forcibly struck with the feeling we formerly expressed about a man's being better pleased with other writers than with himself . Our index seemed the poorest and most second - hand thing in the ...
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... Sir Richard Steele in the Tatler , under the name of Aspasia , -a title which must have startled her a little . But with the elegance of the panegyric she would have found it hard 110 [ CHAP . LVIII . THE INDICATOR .
... Sir Richard Steele in the Tatler , under the name of Aspasia , -a title which must have startled her a little . But with the elegance of the panegyric she would have found it hard 110 [ CHAP . LVIII . THE INDICATOR .
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Volumes 1-2 Leigh Hunt Visualização integral - 1845 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
admiration agreeable ancient Andrew Marvell animal appears Arabian Nights Ariosto beauty Ben Jonson better called Ceres CHAPTER Chaucer coach Cortana creatures death delight door doth dreams earth everything eyes face Falstaff fancy father fear feel flowers Formica rufa genius gentle gentleman give grace green Gualtier happy hast head heart heaven horse human imagination Italy kind king lady Leatherhead live look Lord lover melancholy mind mistress Morgante nature never night noble nymph Orlando ourselves Ovid pain panegyrics Perfect Hand perhaps person Petrarch play pleasant pleasure poet Proserpina reader Ronald round seems sense Shakspeare side sight sleep sort speak Spenser spirit stick story sweet Tatler tears tell thee Theocritus thing thou thought tion trees Triptolemus turned Vaucluse Vertumnus voice walk wind window wish word writing Xenophon young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 101 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Página 4 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Página 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, 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.
Página 191 - 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...
Página 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Página 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two 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...
Página 79 - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' 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.
Página 65 - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Página 197 - MORNING. 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. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.