The Life of Mary Russell Mitford: Told by Herself in Letters to Her Friends, Volume 2Harper & Brothers, 1870 |
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Page 182 - Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be ! — Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. — He dies, and makes no sign : O God, forgive him ! War.
Page 317 - That threaten the profane; a pillared shade, Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially - beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries - ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And time the Shadow...
Page 317 - Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.
Page 205 - This pretty little packet contained, — what do you think ? No less than ' Narrative Poems on the Female Character, in the Various Relations of Life,
Page 18 - The breakfastroom, where I first possessed myself of my beloved ballads, was a lofty and spacious apartment, literally lined with books, which, with its Turkey carpet, its glowing fire, its sofas and its easy chairs, seemed, what indeed it was, a very nest of English comfort. The windows opened on a large, old-fashioned garden, full of old-fashioned flowers...
Page 331 - ... might retire to when he left off business to live on his means. It consists of a series of closets, the largest of which may be about eight feet square, which they call parlours and kitchens and pantries ; some of them minus a corner, which has been unnaturally filched for a chimney ; others deficient in half a side, which has been truncated by the shelving roof. Behind is a garden about the size of a good drawing-room, with an arbour which is a complete sentry-box of privet. On one side a public-house,...
Page 22 - almost imperceptible disproportion, and the total change of colouring, the beauty had evanesced. But although very plain in figure and in face, she was never common-looking. She showed in her countenance and in her mild self-possession, that she was no ordinary child ; and with her sweet smile, her gentle temper, her animated conversation, her keen enjoyment of life, and her incomparable voice — " that excellent thing in woman...
Page 222 - Well, I went to see Mr. Kean, and was thoroughly disgusted. This monarch of the stage is a little insignificant man, slightly deformed, strongly ungraceful, seldom pleasing the eye, still seldomer satisfying the ear — with a voice between grunting and croaking, a perpetual hoarseness which suffocates his words, and a vulgarity of manner which his admirers are pleased to call nature — the nature of Teniers it may be, but not that of Rafaelle.
Page 160 - And mild the glowworms' light ; And soft the breeze thut sweeps the flower With pearly dewdrops bright. I love to loiter on the hill, And catch each trembling ray ; Fair as they are they mind me still Of fairer things than they. What is the breath of closing flowers But feeling's gentlest sigh ? What are the dewdrops...
Page 231 - The want of elegance is almost the only want in Miss Austen. I have not read her ' Mansfield Park ;' but it is impossible not to feel in every line of ' Pride and Prejudice,' in every word of ' Elizabeth,' the entire want .of taste which could produce so pert, so worldly a heroine as the beloved of such a man as Darcy.