The Essays of Elia: First Series - Second SeriesWiley & Putnam, 1845 |
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... hour of tea and visiting . The simulta- neous sound of his well - known rap at the door with the stroke of the clock announcing six , was a topic of never - failing mirth in the families which this dear old bachelor gladdened with his ...
... hour of tea and visiting . The simulta- neous sound of his well - known rap at the door with the stroke of the clock announcing six , was a topic of never - failing mirth in the families which this dear old bachelor gladdened with his ...
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... hour ; and when I compare with him the compa- nions with whom I have associated since , I grudge the saving of a few idle ducats , and think that I am fallen into the society of lenders , and little men . To one like Elia , whose ...
... hour ; and when I compare with him the compa- nions with whom I have associated since , I grudge the saving of a few idle ducats , and think that I am fallen into the society of lenders , and little men . To one like Elia , whose ...
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... hour very agreeably at a card - table , but are indifferent whether they play or no ; and will desire an ad- versary who has slipped a wrong card to take it up and play another . These insufferable triflers are the curse of a table ...
... hour very agreeably at a card - table , but are indifferent whether they play or no ; and will desire an ad- versary who has slipped a wrong card to take it up and play another . These insufferable triflers are the curse of a table ...
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... hour with a sensible , well - informed man that does not know me . I lately got into a dilemma of this sort . In one of my daily jaunts between Bishopsgate and Shackle . well , the coach stopped to take up a staid - looking gentleman ...
... hour with a sensible , well - informed man that does not know me . I lately got into a dilemma of this sort . In one of my daily jaunts between Bishopsgate and Shackle . well , the coach stopped to take up a staid - looking gentleman ...
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... hour , " tires always . The noises of children , playing their own fancies as I now hearken to them by fits , sporting on the green before my window , while I am engaged in these grave speculations at my neat suburban retreat at Shackle ...
... hour , " tires always . The noises of children , playing their own fancies as I now hearken to them by fits , sporting on the green before my window , while I am engaged in these grave speculations at my neat suburban retreat at Shackle ...
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Page 114 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Page 84 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?
Page 26 - How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus (for even in those years thou waxedst not pale at such philosophic draughts), or reciting Homer in his Greek, or Pindar— —while the walls of the old Grey Friars re-echoed to the accents of the inspired charity-boy!...
Page 84 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 27 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 158 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbors would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them. Nevertheless, strange stories got about. It was observed that Ho-ti's cottage was burnt down now more frequently than ever. Nothing but fires from this time forward.
Page 159 - Thus this custom of firing houses continued, till, in process of time, says my manuscript, a sage arose, like our Locke, who made a discovery, that the flesh of swine, or indeed of any other animal, might be cooked (burnt as they called it) without the necessity of consuming a whole house to dress it.
Page 85 - Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me, Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit? Are beauties there as proud as here they be? Do they above love to be loved, and yet Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess? Do they call 'virtue' there — ungratefulness? 94. Sleep /^OME, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, ^** The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, Th...
Page 85 - COME, sleep ; O sleep ! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw.
Page 133 - ... look at — -or in lying about upon the fresh grass, with all the fine garden smells around me — or basking in the orangery, till I could almost fancy myself ripening, too, along with the oranges and the limes in that grateful warmth — or in watching the dace that darted to and fro in the...