The Great English Letter Writers, Volume 2William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson Fleming H. Revell Company, 1908 - Letter-writing |
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... persons . It is characteristic of the small practitioner in letters that he is jealously par- simonious concerning his ideas , because he has few to spare . He will not give away the merest sweepings of his workshop for fear that some ...
... persons . It is characteristic of the small practitioner in letters that he is jealously par- simonious concerning his ideas , because he has few to spare . He will not give away the merest sweepings of his workshop for fear that some ...
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... persons whose names are totally unknown to the general public , I could produce a volume not much inferior in interest ... person of intelligence can produce an excellent letter . For the chief thing after all which is necessary is not ...
... persons whose names are totally unknown to the general public , I could produce a volume not much inferior in interest ... person of intelligence can produce an excellent letter . For the chief thing after all which is necessary is not ...
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... Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it . I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undis- tracted enjoyment - upon no person but you . When 48 BY - GONE LOVERS.
... Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it . I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undis- tracted enjoyment - upon no person but you . When 48 BY - GONE LOVERS.
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William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson. tracted enjoyment - upon no person but you . When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window : you always concentrate my whole senses . The anxiety shown about our Loves in your last ...
William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson. tracted enjoyment - upon no person but you . When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window : you always concentrate my whole senses . The anxiety shown about our Loves in your last ...
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... person in my state of health should not have such miseries to bear . Write a short note to my sister , saying you have heard from me . Severn is very well . If I were in better health I would urge your com- ing to Rome . I fear there is ...
... person in my state of health should not have such miseries to bear . Write a short note to my sister , saying you have heard from me . Severn is very well . If I were in better health I would urge your com- ing to Rome . I fear there is ...
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Page 17 - I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.
Page 227 - Tis in vain that at niggardly caution I scold, 'Tis in vain that I flatter the brave and the bold: All play their own way, and they think me an ass, . . . ' What does Mrs. Bunbury?' . . .
Page 224 - Of his dull life; then where there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past: wit that might warrant be For the whole city to talk foolishly, Till that were cancelled ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty; though but downright fools, mere wise...
Page 239 - O that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take: From something of material sublime, Rather than shadow our own soul's day-time In the dark void of night.
Page 156 - Its touches of beauty should never be half-way, thereby making the reader breathless, instead of content. The rise, the progress, the setting of Imagery should, like the sun, come natural to him, shine over him, and set soberly, although in magnificence, leaving him in the luxury of twilight. But it is easier to think what poetry should be, than to write it. And this leads me to Another axiom — That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all.
Page 153 - It is impossible that any expectations can be lower than mine concerning the immediate effect of this little work upon what is called the public. I do not here take into consideration the envy and malevolence, and all the bad passions, which always stand in the way of a work of any merit from a living poet ; but merely think of the pure, absolute, honest ignorance in which all worldlings of every rank and situation must be enveloped, with respect to the thoughts, feelings, and images on which the...
Page 240 - Lost in a sort of Purgatory blind, Cannot refer to any standard law Of either earth or heaven ? It is a flaw In happiness, to see beyond our bourn, — It forces us in summer skies to mourn, It spoils the singing of the Nightingale.
Page 227 - Round and round go the cards, while I inwardly damn At never once finding a visit from Pam. I lay down my stake, apparently cool, While the harpies about me all pocket the pool. I fret in my gizzard, yet, cautious and sly, I wish all my friends may be bolder than I: Yet still they sit snugg, not a creature will aim By losing their money to venture at fame.
Page 230 - ... play, of the modern day ; and, though she assume a borrowed plume, and now and then wear a tittering air, 'tis only her plan to catch, if she can, the giddy and gay, as they go that way, by a production on...
Page 133 - Hyperion,' the composition of which was checked by the Review in question. The great proportion of this piece is surely in the very highest style of poetry. I speak impartially, for the canons of taste to which Keats has conformed in his other compositions, are the very reverse of my own.