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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Página vi
... probably his first composition , and gave it to this servant , being ashamed to show it to his mother . The consciousness of genius is always at first accompanied with this diffidence ; it is a sacred , solitary feeling . And perhaps ...
... probably his first composition , and gave it to this servant , being ashamed to show it to his mother . The consciousness of genius is always at first accompanied with this diffidence ; it is a sacred , solitary feeling . And perhaps ...
Página xvi
... of ever attaining their important advan- tages , yet probably not without some , however faint . There was at this time a magazine in publication , called the Monthly Preceptor , which proposed prize - themes for xvi.
... of ever attaining their important advan- tages , yet probably not without some , however faint . There was at this time a magazine in publication , called the Monthly Preceptor , which proposed prize - themes for xvi.
Página xxi
... of ever attaining their important advan- tages , yet probably not without some , however faint . There was at this time a magazine in publication , called the Monthly Preceptor , which proposed prize - themes for xvi.
... of ever attaining their important advan- tages , yet probably not without some , however faint . There was at this time a magazine in publication , called the Monthly Preceptor , which proposed prize - themes for xvi.
Página xxxii
... probably have remained in oblivion , and his name in a few years have been forgotten . I have stated that his opinions were , at one time , inclining towards deism : it needs not be said on what slight grounds the opinions of a youth ...
... probably have remained in oblivion , and his name in a few years have been forgotten . I have stated that his opinions were , at one time , inclining towards deism : it needs not be said on what slight grounds the opinions of a youth ...
Página xliv
... probably in the freshness of his disappointment . I DREAM no more - the vision flies away , And Disappointment ** -- There fell my hopes — I lost my all in this , My cherish'd all of visionary bliss . Now hope farewell , farewell all ...
... probably in the freshness of his disappointment . I DREAM no more - the vision flies away , And Disappointment ** -- There fell my hopes — I lost my all in this , My cherish'd all of visionary bliss . Now hope farewell , farewell all ...
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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
Pasajes populares
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.