Literary Anecdotes and Contemporary Reminiscences of Professor Porson and Others, 1 tomasJ.R. Smith, 1852 |
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Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
Literary Anecdotes and Contemporary Reminiscences, of Professor ..., 1 tomas Edmund Henry Barker Visos knygos peržiūra - 1852 |
Literary Anecdotes and Contemporary Reminiscences of Professor ..., 1 tomas Edmund Henry Barker Visos knygos peržiūra - 1852 |
Literary Anecdotes and Contemporary Reminiscences of Professor ..., 1 tomas Edmund Henry Barker Visos knygos peržiūra - 1852 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
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110 psl. - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
111 psl. - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him,— But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
153 psl. - Nor riches I nor pow'r pursue, Nor hold forbidden joys in view ; We, therefore, need not part. Where wilt thou dwell^ if not with me, From av'rice and ambition free, And pleasure's fatal wiles? For whom, alas ! dost thou prepare The sweets, that I was wont to share, The banquet of thy smiles...
99 psl. - My stockings there I often knit, my kerchief there I hem ; and there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them. And often after sunset, sir, when it is light and fair, I take my little porringer, and eat my supper there.
195 psl. - EPITAPH. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
100 psl. - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
99 psl. - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie Beneath the churchyard tree.
98 psl. - She answered, Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them with my mother.
110 psl. - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
144 psl. - Lost time is never found again, and what we call time enough always proves little enough.