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Seite 81 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Seite 336 - That man, I think, has had a liberal education who has been so trained in youth that his body is the ready servant of his will, and does with ease and pleasure all the work that, as a mechanism, it is capable of; whose intellect is a clear, cold, logic engine, with all its parts of equal strength, and in smooth working order; ready, like a steam engine, to be turned to any kind of work, and spin the gossamers as well as forge the anchors of the mind...
Seite 317 - Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile.
Seite 201 - ... Whereunto then shall I liken the men of this generation? and to what are they like? 32 They are like unto children sitting in the marketplace, and calling one to another, and saying, We have piped unto you, and ye have not danced ; we have mourned to you, and ye have not wept. 33 For John the Baptist came neither eating bread nor drinking wine; and ye say, He hath a devil.
Seite 318 - My bosom glowed ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung : IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled ; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away.
Seite 74 - Nine years ! cries he, who high in Drury Lane, Lull'd by soft zephyrs through the broken pane, Rhymes ere he wakes, and prints before Term ends, Obliged by hunger, and request of friends : " The piece, you think, is incorrect? why, take it, I 'm all submission, what you 'd have it, make it.
Seite 133 - O Lord, thou knowest how busy I must be this day. If I forget thee, do not thou forget me," And with that rose up and cried, "March on, boys!
Seite 37 - The greatest part of a writer's time is spent in reading, in order to write : a man will turn over half a library to make one book.
Seite 41 - How much knowledge of the sweetest and deepest parts of our nature in it ! When I think of such a mind as Lamb's — when I see how unnoticed remain things of such exquisite and complete perfection, what should I hope for myself, if I had not higher objects in view than fame ? I have seen too little of Italy, and of pictures.
Seite 136 - I am not ignorant that my stirring herein will be strangely reported and censured on that side ; and how I shall be able to sustain myself against your Prynnes, Pyms, and Bens, with the rest of that generation of odd names and natures, the Lord knows.