The Remains of Henry Kirke White, of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College, Cambridge: With an Account of His Life, Volumen1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1823 - 402 páginas |
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... pass the hours ; There con the scholiast's dreary lines , Where no bright ray of genius shines , And close to rugged learning cling , While laughs around the jocund spring . How gladly would my soul forego All that arithmeticians know ...
... pass the hours ; There con the scholiast's dreary lines , Where no bright ray of genius shines , And close to rugged learning cling , While laughs around the jocund spring . How gladly would my soul forego All that arithmeticians know ...
Página xxxiv
... pass as our worldly things go . Well , I've told you my frailties without any gloss ; Then as to my virtues I'm quite at a loss ! I think I'm devout , and yet I can't say , But in process of time I may get the wrong way . I'm a general ...
... pass as our worldly things go . Well , I've told you my frailties without any gloss ; Then as to my virtues I'm quite at a loss ! I think I'm devout , and yet I can't say , But in process of time I may get the wrong way . I'm a general ...
Página xlii
... , For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world : To turn my eye From vanity , And point to scenes of bliss that never , never die . 4 . What is this passing scene ? A peevish xlii Ode on Disappointment.
... , For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world : To turn my eye From vanity , And point to scenes of bliss that never , never die . 4 . What is this passing scene ? A peevish xlii Ode on Disappointment.
Página xliii
... passing scene ? A peevish April day ! A little sun a little rain , And then night sweeps along the plain , And all things fade away . Man ( soon discuss'd ) Yields his trust , up And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust . 5 ...
... passing scene ? A peevish April day ! A little sun a little rain , And then night sweeps along the plain , And all things fade away . Man ( soon discuss'd ) Yields his trust , up And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust . 5 ...
Página xlviii
... passing through the University , and qualifying himself for holy orders . It is neither to be wondered at nor censured , that his repre- sentations , where he had an opportunity of making them , were for the most part coldly received ...
... passing through the University , and qualifying himself for holy orders . It is neither to be wondered at nor censured , that his repre- sentations , where he had an opportunity of making them , were for the most part coldly received ...
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Términos y frases comunes
affection affectionate amusement blessed BROTHER NEVILLE calm Cambridge Capel Lofft Catton Christian church Clifton Grove Countess of Derby DEAR NEVILLE DEAR SIR death delight Duchess of Devonshire duty Edwy evil expected eyes faith father fear feel fond genius give God's grace grave Greek H. K. WHITE hand happy Harvest Moon hear heart HENRY KIRKE WHITE Henry's holy honour hope hour Jesus Christ JOHN CHARLESWORTH John's labour learned leave leisure letter live lonely MADDOCK ment mind Monthly Moon morning mother muse nature never night Nottingham o'er peace pleased pleasure poems poets pray prayer present pursuits reason received religion religious scene Scripture sigh Sizar sleep song soon sorrow soul spirit sure sweet tell thee thing thou thought trust truth tutor volume wind Winteringham wish write written youth
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Página xlii - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. 'But not the praise...
Página xxxiii - Oh, what is Beauty's power ? It flourishes and dies; Will the cold earth its silence break, To tell how soft — how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies ? • Mute, mute is all O'er Beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall.
Página xxi - Come, thou shalt form my nosegay now, And I will bind thee round my brow ; And as I twine the mournful wreath, I'll weave a melancholy song: And sweet the strain shall be and long, The melody of death.
Página 241 - O put thy trust in God : for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my countenance, and my God.
Página xxxiv - Then since this world is vain, And volatile, and fleet, Why should I lay up earthly joys, Where rust corrupts, and moth destroys, And cares and sorrows eat ? Why fly from ill With anxious skill, When soon this hand will freeze, this throbbing heart be still.
Página xliv - He passed the whole term in preparing himself for this ; reading for college subjects in bed, in his walks, or, as he says, where, when, and how he could ; never having a moment to spare, and often going to his tutor without having read at all.
Página xxxiii - What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day, A little sun — a little rain, And then night sweeps along the plain, And all things fade away: Man, soon discussed, Yields up his trust, And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust.
Página xxxii - COME, Disappointment, come ! Not in thy terrors clad; Come in thy meekest, saddest guise ; Thy chastening rod but terrifies The restless and the bad. But I recline Beneath thy shrine, And round my brow resign'd, thy peaceful cypress twine.
Página 253 - In yonder cot, along whose mouldering walls In many a fold the mantling woodbine falls, The village matron kept her little school, Gentle of heart, yet knowing well to rule; Staid was the dame, and modest was her mien; Her garb was coarse, yet whole, and nicely clean; Her neatly...
Página 254 - A little favourite rapidly I grew : And oft she stroked my head with fond delight, Held me a pattern to the dunce's sight; And, as she gave my diligence its praise, Talk'd of the honours of my future days.