The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, Volume 19Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... wait before a whole generation were invoking the name of the author of the Fleurs du Mal , the generation of Paul Verlaine and of Stephen Mallarmé . bow to the Parnassian dis- Despite the poet's dictum , Although they still continued to ...
... wait before a whole generation were invoking the name of the author of the Fleurs du Mal , the generation of Paul Verlaine and of Stephen Mallarmé . bow to the Parnassian dis- Despite the poet's dictum , Although they still continued to ...
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... let us hope that this is the case ; and if the close of the nineteenth century , so abundant in poetic talent , is somewhat barren of poetic product , we can only wait , in the hope that the FRENCH POETRY IN THE NINETEENTH CENTURY liii.
... let us hope that this is the case ; and if the close of the nineteenth century , so abundant in poetic talent , is somewhat barren of poetic product , we can only wait , in the hope that the FRENCH POETRY IN THE NINETEENTH CENTURY liii.
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Richard Garnett. we can only wait , in the hope that the expected masterpiece is taking form , somewhere in silent seclusion , and that the sudden radiance of its appearance will greet the beginning of the new century . Sic aliud ex alio ...
Richard Garnett. we can only wait , in the hope that the expected masterpiece is taking form , somewhere in silent seclusion , and that the sudden radiance of its appearance will greet the beginning of the new century . Sic aliud ex alio ...
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... wait in vain for the full flood on which the race is borne to new shores . Nor assuredly is it well for men that every age should mark either a revolution , or the slow inward agitation that prepares the revolution , or that doubters ...
... wait in vain for the full flood on which the race is borne to new shores . Nor assuredly is it well for men that every age should mark either a revolution , or the slow inward agitation that prepares the revolution , or that doubters ...
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... waited your conveniency ? No , for it was not in her power ; she must have married ; a young man would have mar- ried her , and you would have lost her forever . Now she is to be married to an old man , to a valetudinary , who cannot ...
... waited your conveniency ? No , for it was not in her power ; she must have married ; a young man would have mar- ried her , and you would have lost her forever . Now she is to be married to an old man , to a valetudinary , who cannot ...
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Page 61 - And again, he adviseth to circumspection and care, even in the smallest matters, because sometimes, a little neglect may breed great mischief; adding, for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost, being overtaken and slain by the enemy; all for want of care about a horse-shoe nail.
Page 273 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware." So turning to his horse, he said, " I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Page 274 - Stop thief ! stop thief ! — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space ; The toll-men thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Page 335 - 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. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Page 272 - My hat and wig will soon be here, — They are upon the road." The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin...
Page 57 - I therefore filled all the little spaces that occurred between the remarkable days in the calendar with proverbial sentences, chiefly such as inculcated industry and frugality, as the means of procuring wealth, and thereby securing virtue ; it being more difficult for a man in want to act always honestly, as, to use here one of those proverbs, it is hard for an empty sack to stand upright.
Page 96 - Life! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part; And when, or how, or where we met, I own to me's a secret yet...
Page 96 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 271 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Page 270 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ! He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.