A book for a corner; or, Selections in prose and verse, with comments and intr. by L. Hunt, Volume 1Leigh Hunt 1849 |
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... wall about it , under the rock , with the cave behind me , which by this time I had enlarged into several apartments or caves , one within another . One of these , which was the driest and largest , and had a door out beyond my wall or ...
... wall about it , under the rock , with the cave behind me , which by this time I had enlarged into several apartments or caves , one within another . One of these , which was the driest and largest , and had a door out beyond my wall or ...
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... wall , made , as before , with long stakes or piles , those piles grew all like trees , and were by this time grown so big , and spread so very much , that there was not the least appearance , to any one's view , of any habitation ...
... wall , made , as before , with long stakes or piles , those piles grew all like trees , and were by this time grown so big , and spread so very much , that there was not the least appearance , to any one's view , of any habitation ...
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... wall ; indeed , stronger than any wall . This will testify for me that I was not idle , and that I spared no pains to bring to pass whatever appeared necessary for my comfortable support ; for I considered , the keeping up a breed of ...
... wall ; indeed , stronger than any wall . This will testify for me that I was not idle , and that I spared no pains to bring to pass whatever appeared necessary for my comfortable support ; for I considered , the keeping up a breed of ...
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... wall to assure me she would not stir . However , as I had before nailed a cord to the outside of the door , I tied that for cau- tion's sake to a tree , for fear of the worst ; but I believe she had not the least design of removing . I ...
... wall to assure me she would not stir . However , as I had before nailed a cord to the outside of the door , I tied that for cau- tion's sake to a tree , for fear of the worst ; but I believe she had not the least design of removing . I ...
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... walls and decaying furniture . I have been so much occupied since I came to the château , that I have not looked into them till now . Remember , Ludovico , to tell the housekeeper to - morrow to throw open these windows . The damask ...
... walls and decaying furniture . I have been so much occupied since I came to the château , that I have not looked into them till now . Remember , Ludovico , to tell the housekeeper to - morrow to throw open these windows . The damask ...
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Page 37 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 170 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Page 171 - And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Page 51 - It happened one day about noon, going towards my boat, I was exceedingly surprised with the print of a man's naked foot on the shore, which was very plain to be seen in the sand : I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition...
Page 165 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Page 187 - The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these. "The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn.
Page 167 - ... the most vivid confidence, that he could not have composed less than from two to three hundred lines; if that indeed can be called composition' in which all the images rose up before him as things, with a parallel production of the correspondent expressions, without any sensation or consciousness of effort.
Page 171 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.
Page 163 - As when a vulture, on Imaus bred, Whose snowy ridge the roving Tartar bounds, Dislodging from a region scarce of prey, To gorge the flesh of lambs or yeanling kids On hills where flocks are fed, flies toward the springs Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams, But in his way lights on the barren plains Of Sericana, where Chineses drive With sails and wind their cany waggons light...
Page 172 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...