The Remains of Henry Kirke White of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College, Cambridge, Volume 1Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe ; Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown ; and Taylor and Hessey, 1811 |
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... kind ; but this refusal was couched in language as kind as it was complimentary , and he felt more pleasure at the kindness which it expressed , than disappointment at the failure of his application : a 21. note was inclosed 15.
... kind ; but this refusal was couched in language as kind as it was complimentary , and he felt more pleasure at the kindness which it expressed , than disappointment at the failure of his application : a 21. note was inclosed 15.
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... kind present . I like " La Bruyere the Less " very much ; I have read the original La Bruyere : I think him like Rochefoucault . Madame de Genlis is a very able woman . But I must now attempt to excuse my neglect in not writing to you ...
... kind present . I like " La Bruyere the Less " very much ; I have read the original La Bruyere : I think him like Rochefoucault . Madame de Genlis is a very able woman . But I must now attempt to excuse my neglect in not writing to you ...
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... kind of fallacious deception , for you always think that your letters contain so much more than mine , because they occupy more room . If you were to count the words , the difference would not be so great . You must also take in account ...
... kind of fallacious deception , for you always think that your letters contain so much more than mine , because they occupy more room . If you were to count the words , the difference would not be so great . You must also take in account ...
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... kind . Even envy will interfere . I shall send proposals to Chesterfield , to my uncle ; to Sheffield , to Miss Gales's , ( booksellers ) , whom I saw at Chesterfield , and who have lately sent me a pressing invitation to S accom ...
... kind . Even envy will interfere . I shall send proposals to Chesterfield , to my uncle ; to Sheffield , to Miss Gales's , ( booksellers ) , whom I saw at Chesterfield , and who have lately sent me a pressing invitation to S accom ...
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... kind . Let us vigilantly fortify ourselves against the exigencies of the serious appointment we are , with God's blessing , to fulfil ; and if we go into the church prepared to do our duty , there is every reasonable prospect that our ...
... kind . Let us vigilantly fortify ourselves against the exigencies of the serious appointment we are , with God's blessing , to fulfil ; and if we go into the church prepared to do our duty , there is every reasonable prospect that our ...
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Page 73 - Tired of earth And this diurnal scene, she springs aloft Through fields of air, pursues the flying storm, Rides on the vollied lightning through the heavens ; Or, yoked with whirlwinds, and the northern blast, Sweeps the long tract of day.
Page 37 - 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?
Page 321 - 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...
Page 20 - I'll weave a melancholy song, And sweet the strain shall be, and long The melody of death. Come funeral flower ! who lov'st to dwell With the pale corse in lonely tomb, And throw across the desert gloom A sweet, decaying smell — Come, press my lips and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder tree : And we will sleep a pleasant sleep And not a care shall dare intrude, To break the marble solitude, So peaceful and so deep.
Page 309 - No marble marks thy couch of lowly sleep, But living statues there are seen to weep ; Affliction's semblance bends not o'er thy tomb, Affliction's self deplores thy youthful doom.
Page 308 - When science' self destroyed her favourite son ! Yes ! she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sowed the seeds, but death has reaped the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low. So the struck eagle...
Page 36 - 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 discuss'd) Yields up his trust, And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust.
Page 49 - The exercise which Henry took was no relaxation ; he still continued the habit of studying while he walked ; and in this manner, while he was at Cambridge, committed to memory a whole tragedy of Euripides. Twice he distinguished himself in the following year, being again pronounced first at the great college examination, and also one of the three best theme writers, between whom the examiners could not decide. The college offered him, at their...
Page 308 - So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel ; While the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
Page 18 - Sky were not orthodox rhymes, according to his wise canons of criticism, sat down to blast the hopes of a boy, who had confessed to him all his hopes and all his difficulties, and thrown himself upon his mercy.