Extraordinary men: their boyhood and early life

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Page 34 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, ,TO To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 172 - I shall bid an eternal adieu to all the pains, and uneasiness, and disquietudes of this weary life : for I assure you I am heartily tired of it ; and, if I do not very much deceive myself, I could contentedly and gladly resign it. ' The soul, uneasy, and confin'd at home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 166 - I loved her. Indeed I did not know myself why I liked so much to loiter behind with her, when returning in the evening from our...
Page 174 - Will strongly heave my breast; That I, for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some useful plan or book could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 144 - What,' said he in his answer, ' has poor Horatio done, who is so weak, that he, above all the rest, should be sent to rough it out at sea ? But let him come, and the first time we go into action a cannon ball may knock off his head, and provide for him at once.
Page 91 - My elder brothers were all put apprentices to different trades. I was put to the...
Page 222 - We were on good terms, but his brother was my intimate friend. There were always great hopes of Peel, amongst us all, masters and scholars — and he has not disappointed them. As a scholar he was greatly my superior ; as a declaimer and actor, I was reckoned at least his equal...
Page 169 - Like Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower — " It was in vain to think of doing any more good at school. The remaining week I staid, I did nothing but craze the faculties of my soul about her, or steal out to meet her ; and the two last nights of my stay in the country, had sleep been a mortal sin, the image of this modest and innocent girl had kept me guiltless.
Page 258 - But it may be that I shall leave a name sometimes remembered with expressions of goodwill in the abodes of those whose lot it is to labour and to earn their daily bread by the sweat of their brow, when they shall recruit their exhausted strength with abundant and untaxed food, the sweeter because it is no longer leavened by a sense of injustice.
Page 166 - ... when I looked and fingered over her little hand to pick out the cruel nettle-stings and thistles. Among her other love-inspiring qualities, she sang sweetly ; and it was her favourite reel to which I attempted giving an embodied vehicle in rhyme.

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