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The very marrow of tradition 's shown;
To the Editor of the Every Day Book. He might have proved a useful adjunct, if not an ornament to society.
Captain Starkey. Neat, not gaudy.'
Letter to Wordsworth, 1806. Martin, if dirt was trumps, what hands you would hold!
Lamb's Suppers. Returning to town in the stage-coach, which was filled with Mr. Gilman's guests, we stopped for a minute or two at entish Town. A woman asked the coachman, “Are you full inside ? " Upon which Lamb put his head through the window and said, “I am quite full inside; that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gilman's did the business for me."
Autobiographical Recollections. (Leslie.)
JAMES SMITH. 1775-1839.
No Drury Lane for you to-day.
Rejected Addresses. The Baby's Debut.
WILLIAM PITT. --1840.
A strong nor'-wester's blowing, Bill !
Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Unhappy folks on shore now!
The Sailor's Consolation,
1 See Shakespeare, page 130.
My eyes! what tiles and chimney-pots
WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR.
Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes
May weep, but never see,
To set me right.
The last Fruit of an old Tree. Epigram cvi.
To Robert Browning. The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
1 Nor sequent centuries could hit
R. W. EMERSON : May-Day and Other Pieces. Solution
And it remembers its august abodes,
Gehir. Book i. (1798)
all around the child await
Nature I loved ; and next to Nature, Art.
Dying Speech of an old Philosopher.
THOMAS CAMPBELL. 1777-1844.
'T is distance lends enchantment to the view,
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 7..
Poor shell ! that Wordsworth so pounded and flattened in his marsh it no longer had the hoarseness of a sea, but of a hospital. - LANDOR : Letter to John Forster.
2 These lines were specially singled out for admiration by Shelley, Hum phrey Davy, Scott, and many remarkable men. – FORSTER: Life of Landor, vol. i. p. 95. 8 See John Webster, page 181.
The mountains too, at a distance, appear airy masses and smooth, but seen near at hand they are rough. - DIOGENES LAERTIUS : Pyrrho, it.
But Hope, the charmer, linger'd still behind.
Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 40, 0 Heaven! he cried, my bleeding country save! Line 359. Hope for a season bade the world farewell, And Freedom shriek'd as Kosciusko fell ! 1 Line 381. On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below. Line 385. And rival all but Shakespeare's name below. Line 472. Who hath not own’d, with rapture-smitten frame, The power
grace, the magic of a name? Part ii. Line 8. Without the smile from partial beauty won, Oh what were man ?
a world without a sun. Line 21, The world was sad, the garden was a wild, And man the hermit sigh'd -till woman smiled.
Line 37. While Memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew.
Line 45 There shall he love when genial morn appears, Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears.
Line 95. And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.
Line 98. That gems the starry girdle of the year.
Line 194 Melt and dispel, ye spectre-doubts, that roll Cimmerian darkness o'er the parting soul !
Line 263. O stareyed Science ! hast thou wandered there, To waft as home the message of despair ?
Line 325 But sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in.
1 At length, fatigued with life, he bravely fell,
CHURCH: The Choice (1754).
Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind,
Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 375.
O'Connor's Child. Stanza 3
Another's and another's;
'T is the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.3
Ode to the Memory of Burns.
Ye Mariners of England
2 See Freneau, page 443.
1 See Norris, page 281.
8 See Coleridge, page 504.