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Page 223 - the blood is cold, and then We pout upon the morning, are unapt To give or to forgive ; but when we have stuff'd These pipes and these conveyances of our blood With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls Than in our priest-like fasts; therefore, 224 RECREATIONS OF A RECLUSE. adds the fine old
Page 277 - justices' hands, and witnesses innumerable, cited by Autolycus to satisfy the gaping rustics at the sheep-shearing feast. Autolycus presses the sale of a ballad, of a fish that appeared on the coast, on Wednesday, the fourscore of April, forty thousand fathoms above water, and sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids.
Page 178 - Come,—I have learn'd, that fearful commenting Is leaden servitor to dull delay ; Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary: Then fiery expedition be my wing. The Shakspearean Ulysses, again, in his panegyric on the youngest son of Priam, not yet mature, yet matchless; firm of word; speaking in deeds, and deedless in
Page 172 - vita distrahi." Only the mille fois mieux is, it must be allowed, a very French rendering of the aliquando. At hearing Antony's last groan, and while catching his last breath, Cleopatra upbraidingly exclaims— —Noblest of men, woo't die ? Hast thou no care of me ? shall I abide In this dull world, which in thy absence is No better than a stye
Page 52 - RECREATIONS OF A RECLUSE. woe-worn Mariana, in John Webster's sensationtragedy, upbraidingly asks Bosola, " Am I not thy Duchess ?" that subtle schemer replies, in his outspoken way, " Thou art some great woman, sure; for riot begins to sit on thy forehead, clad in grey hairs, twenty years sooner than on a merry milkmaid's."—
Page 195 - friend in earnest, and make your friendship a real thing. Then judge yourself, and prove your man As circumspectly as you can, And having made election, Beware no negligence of yours, Such as a friend but ill endures, Enfeeble his affection. An elder, not to say a greater, poet than Cowper, 13—2
Page 135 - INFINITELY reluctant is the gentle Lady married to the Moor to believe his love departing from her, his wrath kindled against her. Fondly ingenious is she in devising excuses and suggesting palliations for his angry outburst. Something, sure, of state,— Either from Venice ; or some unhatch'd practice Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him Hath puddled his clear spirit: and, in
Page 47 - grey hair, the proverbial product of anxiety, and of what Wordsworth finely calls those " shocks of passion:"— That kill the bloom before its time; And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair. Still more effective is, or should be, the blanching process, when not without the owner's crime; as in the case, for instance, of Southey's
Page 127 - for a man's soul in the end, Than if he loved ill what deserves love well. Byron avows his antagonism to the apathetic school, with their wise saws and modern instances of the vexations of friendship: 128 RECREATIONS OF A RECLUSE. But this is not my maxim: had it been, Some heart-aches had
Page 100 - nice education but sma' is her share; Her parentage humble as humble can be; But I loe the dear lassie because she loes me. And the charm of being one's very own is indirectly asserted in the avowal of pain caused by doubt on that question, where in one of the prettiest of his love-songs, words and music both, the peasant-poet