Life and Letters of Thomas Campbell, Band 2 |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 5
Seite 38
I can write to Lady Charlotte Campbell , or rather cause my friend Scott to write ; I
can speak to the Lords Seymour and Petty to interest their female relatives ; I can
speak to a son of Lord Dudley Ward , who knows many fashionable ladies .
I can write to Lady Charlotte Campbell , or rather cause my friend Scott to write ; I
can speak to the Lords Seymour and Petty to interest their female relatives ; I can
speak to a son of Lord Dudley Ward , who knows many fashionable ladies .
Seite 126
Why do I speak of failings to our present correspondent ? There is nothing in your
remembrance which needs indulgence , or absence , to soften it or keep any side
, or part of it out of view . My spouse and myself , when speaking of you , forget ...
Why do I speak of failings to our present correspondent ? There is nothing in your
remembrance which needs indulgence , or absence , to soften it or keep any side
, or part of it out of view . My spouse and myself , when speaking of you , forget ...
Seite 265
Those fellows will come up to you , soliciting a conversation , by saying , “ Ah ,
you are English ; I speak a littel Anglish . ” All for the sake of an opportunity of
saying something savage of England , where they complain of having been
treated ...
Those fellows will come up to you , soliciting a conversation , by saying , “ Ah ,
you are English ; I speak a littel Anglish . ” All for the sake of an opportunity of
saying something savage of England , where they complain of having been
treated ...
Seite 267
He comes in , and rattles to six people , who eagerly wish to speak ; they can ' t
get in a word ; he speaks , and prattles them all down . He gets drunkmeets an
old father , and recounts to him all the follies of his friend — the prodigal son of
the ...
He comes in , and rattles to six people , who eagerly wish to speak ; they can ' t
get in a word ; he speaks , and prattles them all down . He gets drunkmeets an
old father , and recounts to him all the follies of his friend — the prodigal son of
the ...
Seite 321
... they were my own , to be a lucrative copyright . It is difficult for me to speak of
my own compositions ; I can only say that my friends have approved of them , and
that , if they are mistaken , it is not fit that I should set my face to three volumes of
...
... they were my own , to be a lucrative copyright . It is difficult for me to speak of
my own compositions ; I can only say that my friends have approved of them , and
that , if they are mistaken , it is not fit that I should set my face to three volumes of
...
Was andere dazu sagen - Rezension schreiben
Es wurden keine Rezensionen gefunden.
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
acquaintance admiration affection answer appearance asked beautiful believe called Campbell cause character communicate conversation correspondence course dear death Edinburgh England English event expected expressed eyes fear feel felt French give given hand happy head hear heard heart honour hope idea imagine interest kind lady least leave lectures less letter lines literary live London looked Lord mean meet mentioned mind month morning nature never night obliged once opinion party perhaps person pleasure poem Poet poetry poor present received regard respect scene Scott seems seen sent sister soon speak spirits sure Sydenham taste tell things Thomas thought tion told took trust University week whole wish writes young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 445 - But the day-star attracted his eye's sad devotion, For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean, Where once, in the fire of his youthful emotion, He sang the bold anthem of Erin go bragh. Sad is my fate...
Seite 43 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime : As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. 'Hearts of oak!
Seite 140 - I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 46 - ... yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou ; Soft sigh the winds of Heaven o'er their grave ! While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave ! THOMAS CAMPBELL.
Seite 272 - Lady. Is she young or old? Page. Neither, if right I guess ; but she is fair : For time hath laid his hand so gently on her, As he too had been aw'd.
Seite 26 - Though boundless snows the wither'd heath deform, And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm, Yet shall the smile of social love repay, With mental light the melancholy day! And, when its short and sullen noon is o'er, The ice-chain'd waters slumbering on the shore, • How bright the faggots in his little hall Blaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall!
Seite 44 - Again ! again ! again ! And the havoc did not slack Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back : Their shots along the deep .slowly boom : Then ceased and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Seite 42 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone : By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand. And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Seite 315 - But years more gloomy follow'd, and no more The assembled people dared in face of day To worship God, or even at the dead Of night, save when the wintry storm raved fierce, And thunder-peals...
Seite 46 - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Life and Letters of Thomas Campbell, Band 2 Life and Letters of Thomas Campbell, William Beattie |
| Autor/in | Thomas Campbell |
| Herausgeber | William Beattie |
| Ausgabe | 2 |
| Verlag | E. Moxon, 1849 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 2. Aug. 2007 |
| Zitat exportieren | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |