Diprose's Anecdotes about authors and artists1878 |
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... once read or heard his songs , can forget their rich and graceful imagery ; the fertile fancy , the touching sentiment , and the " soul reviving " melody , which characterize every line of these de- lightful lyrics ? Well do we remember ...
... once read or heard his songs , can forget their rich and graceful imagery ; the fertile fancy , the touching sentiment , and the " soul reviving " melody , which characterize every line of these de- lightful lyrics ? Well do we remember ...
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... once present among a small party of equally well known men . It chanced that the conversation rested with these two , both first- rate talkers , and the others sat well pleased to listen . Leigh Hunt had said something about the islands ...
... once present among a small party of equally well known men . It chanced that the conversation rested with these two , both first- rate talkers , and the others sat well pleased to listen . Leigh Hunt had said something about the islands ...
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... once asked Dr. Parr to join him in a drive in his gig . The horse growing restive- " Gently , Jemmy , " the Doctor said ; " don't irritate him ; always soothe your horse , Jemmy . You'll do better without me . Let me down , Jemmy ! " But ...
... once asked Dr. Parr to join him in a drive in his gig . The horse growing restive- " Gently , Jemmy , " the Doctor said ; " don't irritate him ; always soothe your horse , Jemmy . You'll do better without me . Let me down , Jemmy ! " But ...
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... once snatched a MS . from his hand , provoked by his odd utterance , telling him that he did not understand his own verses ! A gentleman of Brentford , however , told the late Dr. Evans , in 1824 , that there was a tradition in that ...
... once snatched a MS . from his hand , provoked by his odd utterance , telling him that he did not understand his own verses ! A gentleman of Brentford , however , told the late Dr. Evans , in 1824 , that there was a tradition in that ...
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... prepared . For God's sake take the play , and let us make the best of it ; and let me have the same measure at least which you have given as bad plays as mine . " SILENCE NOT ALWAYS WISDOM . COLERIDGE once dined in company.
... prepared . For God's sake take the play , and let us make the best of it ; and let me have the same measure at least which you have given as bad plays as mine . " SILENCE NOT ALWAYS WISDOM . COLERIDGE once dined in company.
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 128 - Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.
Página 130 - Ward has no heart, they say; but I deny it. He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Página 103 - Beauclerk and the beaming smile of Garrick, Gibbon tapping his snuff-box and Sir Joshua with his trumpet in his ear. In the foreground is that strange figure which is as familiar to us as the figures of those among whom we have been brought up, the gigantic body, the huge massy face, seamed with the scars of disease, the brown coat, the black worsted stockings, the gray wig with the scorched foretop, the dirty hands, the nails bitten and pared to the quick.
Página 124 - The preacher then launched into his subject, like an eagle dallying with the wind. The sermon was upon peace and war — upon church and state — not their alliance, but their separation — on the spirit of the world, and the spirit of Christianity, not as the same, but as opposed to one another. He talked of those who had inscribed the cross of Christ on banners dripping with human gore.
Página 123 - As he gave out this text, his voice " rose like a steam of rich distilled perfumes," and when he came to the two last words, which he pronounced loud, deep, and distinct, it seemed to me, who was then young, as if the sounds had echoed from the bottom of the human heart, and as if that prayer might have floated in solemn silence through the universe. The idea of St. John came into mind, " of one crying in the wilderness, who had his loins girt about, and whose food was locusts and wild honey.
Página 134 - WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Página 98 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Página 124 - Such were the notes our once-loved poet sung;' and, for myself, I could not have been more delighted if I had heard the music of the spheres. Poetry and philosophy had met together. Truth and genius had embraced under the eye and with the sanction of religion.. This was even beyond my hopes. I returned home well satisfied.
Página 102 - As we close it the club-room is before us, and the table on which stands the omelet for Nugent, and the lemons for Johnson. There are assembled those heads which live for ever on the canvas of Reynolds. There are the spectacles of Burke and the tall thin form of...
Página 108 - I saw him presented to Madame de Stael at Mackintosh's ; — It was the grand confluence between the Rhone and the Saone, and and they were both so d — d ugly, that I could not help wondering how the best Intellects of France and Ireland could have taken up respectively such residences.