A Jar of Honey from Mount HyblaSmith Elder, 1848 - 200 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα xviii
... the same with a third , a fourth , and a fifth , nay with a fiftieth . There was nothing to be seen but a flourishing of vials , and nothing to be heard but a storm of voices . At length , from words ( xviii CHRISTMAS AND ITALY .
... the same with a third , a fourth , and a fifth , nay with a fiftieth . There was nothing to be seen but a flourishing of vials , and nothing to be heard but a storm of voices . At length , from words ( xviii CHRISTMAS AND ITALY .
Σελίδα xix
Leigh Hunt. storm of voices . At length , from words ( as might be expected of such words ) they proceeded to blows ; and what was very astonishing , they were so moved and provoked out of their wits as to convert their respective vials ...
Leigh Hunt. storm of voices . At length , from words ( as might be expected of such words ) they proceeded to blows ; and what was very astonishing , they were so moved and provoked out of their wits as to convert their respective vials ...
Σελίδα 4
... voice , our piscatory friend is put in possession of his majesty's throne . So here is an Ufreet as high as the clouds , fish that would have delighted Titian , ( they were blue , white , yellow , and red , ) a lady , full dressed ...
... voice , our piscatory friend is put in possession of his majesty's throne . So here is an Ufreet as high as the clouds , fish that would have delighted Titian , ( they were blue , white , yellow , and red , ) a lady , full dressed ...
Σελίδα 13
... Voice ) , the ogre or Fee - Faw - Fum of antiquity , becomes a human being . He and his one - eyed Cyclopes ( Round - Eyes ) , are the primitive inhabitants of Sicily , before men ploughed and reaped . They kept sheep and goats , and ...
... Voice ) , the ogre or Fee - Faw - Fum of antiquity , becomes a human being . He and his one - eyed Cyclopes ( Round - Eyes ) , are the primitive inhabitants of Sicily , before men ploughed and reaped . They kept sheep and goats , and ...
Σελίδα 15
... voice sounds like that of a young whelp : she had twelve feet and six long necks , with a terrific head , and three rows of close - set teeth on each . Evermore she stretches out these necks and catches the por- poises , sea - dogs ...
... voice sounds like that of a young whelp : she had twelve feet and six long necks , with a terrific head , and three rows of close - set teeth on each . Evermore she stretches out these necks and catches the por- poises , sea - dogs ...
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Σελίδα 106 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Σελίδα 106 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears ; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Σελίδα 102 - I sit by and sing, Or gather rushes, to make many a ring For thy long fingers; tell thee tales of love) How the pale Phoebe, hunting in a grove, First saw the boy Endymion, from whose eyes She took eternal fire that never dies; How she...
Σελίδα 94 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Σελίδα 151 - For so work the honey bees : Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
Σελίδα 155 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
Σελίδα 70 - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Σελίδα 11 - A generous and impassioned review of the works of living painters. A hearty and earnest work, full of deep thought, and developing great and striking truths in art.
Σελίδα 144 - And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest...
Σελίδα 124 - Here let me careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself too mute.