...ammer-Purgstall, Member of the Aulic Council, Author of the History of the Ottoman Empire. Dear Baron,—Y ou have taken so warm an interest in my long,... ...omen with whom you cannot meet anywhere else,” said de Marsay. “If all the poets who went there to rub up their muse were like our friend here,” said ...

... some the garrets, was really the drawing- room, and the box was the chief ottoman or sofa in that draw- ing-room; whilst it appeared that the inside,... ...he old fancy (adopted by Spenser, and no- ticed by so many among our elder poets) of his graciousness to maiden innocence. The wretch is the basest an... ...n this principle we come to understand why it is, that, whenever the Latin poets speak of an army as taking food, the word used is always prandens and...

... down the scanty length of the little room, and then seated himself on the ottoman in an uncomfortable stiff way, as we often do when we wish not to a... ...or some minutes after Adam was gone, but presently he rose feebly from the ottoman and peered about slowly in the broken moonlight, seeking something.... ...ck- erchief. He set the candle on the table, and threw himself down on the ottoman again, exhausted with the effort. When Adam came back with his supp... ...me not to believe it,” said Arthur, almost violently, starting up from the ottoman and moving away. But he threw himself into a chair again di- rectly... ...himself for an art which he had laid aside for a space. How is it that the poets have said so many fine things about our first love, so few about our ...

...ation and polish, and the art of conversing. He had read the French tragic poets and Moliere; he could even relish the Gallic- classic—’Qu’il mourut!’... ...not but be extremely un- comfortable left standing. Besides, there was the Ottoman cleverly poised again; the Muscovite was battered; fresh guilt was ... ...t, to re- lease your shoulders in a trice. Mr. Timothy felt for his art as poets do for theirs, and considered what was best adapted to speaking, pure... ... Tory’s mentor and his cordial, with other great ancient comic and satiric poets, his old Port of the classical cellarage, reflecting veneration upon ... ... something of the kind of genius in her mood which has hurried the greater poets of sound and speech to impose their naturalness upon accepted laws, o... ...rd of, where working men met weekly for the purpose of reading the British poets. ‘That’s the best thing I’ve heard of late,’ he said, shaking Lydiard...

...in the direction of Pagan Gods and Goddesses, and heathen histo- rians and poets; adding, it was not new to him, and perhaps that was why the world wa... ...on earth. Kunst, Wissenschaft, Ehre, Liebe. Die Liebe. Quick at the German poets. Frau: Fraulein. I am actually dazzled at the prospect of our future.... ...y moonlight with matter for a year of laughter, sing- ing like two Arabian poets praises of dark and fair, challengeing one to rival the other. Kiomi!... ...ther stooped low. ‘The Grand Seigneur, your servant, dear princess, was an Ottoman Turk, and his Grand Vizier advised him to send flowers in his place... ...gs she had uttered to Heriot. She answered, ‘Oh, I think I got them out of poets and chapters about lovemaking, or I felt it very much. And that’s wha... ...rs, Richie, the noble lady’s. She shall govern the intellectual world—your poets, 367 George Meredith your painters, your men of science. They reflec...

...ay long,’ said Arthur: and somehow Violet made a space between them on the ottoman, and pulled him down into it; and whereas he saw his wife and siste... ...rise.”’ ‘Pish, Violet,’ said her husband, ‘how can you expect to feel like poets and lovers? And halloo! he is coming it strong! “Po- ems by A.”; “The... ...hey found the room very warm and crowded. Theodora saw Violet lodged on an ottoman, and then strayed away to her own friends. Mrs. Finch soon arrived,... ...han a visit to his most beautiful place, Lassonthwayte, a farm fit for the poets, and had learnt a great deal from him; and of Mrs. Moss he talked wit... ...ould hardly have disdained. Lord St. Erme might well call it a farm of the poets, so well did everything accord with the hearty yeoman, and his pretty...

...umpery,’ said Gillian, making a youthfully sweeping assertion. ‘Many great poets have begun with a periodical press,’ said Dolores, picking up a sente... ...All solid articles had been for some time past committed to a huge box, or ottoman, the veteran companion of the family travels, which stood in the ce...

...on, digging down for roots of words, and quoting passages of obscure Greek poets at such a rate, that if my eyes had been shut I could have thought th... ... his company by tumbling his books headlong from the sofa to a more remote ottoman, sticking a bit of holly on the mantel-shelf, putting out his belov... ...elling about Ireland. Mrs. Edmonstone and Amy on the opposite sides of the ottoman, their heads meet- ing over the central cushion, talking in low, fo...

...s, the ornaments, and some pretty Indian ivory carvings. There was a great ottoman of Aunt Maria’s work, and a huge cushion with an Arab horse- man, t... ... more gentle and affectionate, and she made him tell her about the Persian poets, and promise to show her some specimens of the Rose Garden of Saadi—s... ...ad lot about him, that’s the worst—Polish counts, disreputable artists and poets, any one who has a spurious sort of fame, and knows how to flatter hi...

...sion, from which he never afterwards departed, that all the fancies of the poets, and lessons of the sages, were a mere collection of words and gramma... ...ing together apart, and Mrs Dombey and her mother: the former seated on an ottoman; the latter reclining in the Cleopatra attitude, awaiting the arriv...

...se actors played the works of dead authors, or, very occasionally, of live poets who were hardly regular professional playwrights. Sheridan Knowles, B... ...ank. A pretty young lady, Yarinka, his favorite niece, is loung- ing on an ottoman between his end of the table and the door, very sulky and dissatisf... ...he can see nothing of him but his broad back. There is a screen behind the ottoman. An old soldier, a Cossack sergeant, enters. THE SERGEANT [softly t...

... point of giving up in despair, and proposing an adjournment to the silken ottomans of the Kursaal, when I observed a young man lounging back on one o... ..., somehow, as I had seen imagined in lit- erature. Was she not a friend of poets, a correspondent of philosophers, a muse, a priestess of aesthetics—s...

...it, that men should love lies; where neither they make for pleasure, as with poets, nor for advantage, as with the merchant; but for the lie’s sake. B... ...th theirs was, when the chief doctors, and fathers of their church, were the poets. But the true God hath this attribute, that he is a jealous God; a... ...ld have done better in poesy, where transcendences are more allowed. And the poets indeed have been busy with it; for it is in effect the thing, which... ...is in effect the thing, which figured in that strange fiction of the ancient poets, which seemeth not to be with out mystery; nay, and to have some a... ...s them. Which was the character of Adrian the Emperor; that mortally envied poets, and painters, and arti ficers, in works wherein he had a vein to ... ... founders of states and common—wealths; such as were Romulus, Cyrus, Caesar, Ottoman, Ismael. In the second place are legislatores, lawgivers; which ...

...s of Christendom. Indeed, whether on carpets, or curtains, or tapestry, or ottoman cov- erings, all upholstery of this nature should be rigidly Arabes... ...ough and through with a Paixhan bomb, or knocked him in the head with the “Poets and Poetry of America,” he could hardly have been more discomfited th... ...blest—and, speaking of Fancy—one of the most singularly fanciful of modern poets, was Thomas Hood. His “Fair Ines” had always for me an inexpressible ... ... cite only a very brief specimen. I call him, and think him the noblest of poets, not because the impressions he produces are at all times the most pr... ...ed that at least one-third of the affection with which we regard the elder poets of Great Britain should be-attributed to what is, in itself, a thing ... ...course, no argu- ment against the poems now-we mean it only as against the poets thew. There is a growing desire to overrate them. The old English mus...

...hless man is but a general villain or funny monster, a subject rejected of poets, taking no hue in the flat chronicle of history: but a faithless woma... ...ins, chirping variations on it, and attired in a green silken suit of airy Ottoman volume, full of incitement to the legs and arms to swing and set hi... ...e smoked this identical pipe. She acknowledged the merits of my whisky, as poets do hearing fine verses, never clapping hands, but with the expressive... ...ntil he was caught by the masterly playing of a sonata by the chief of the poets of sound. He was caught by it, but he took the close of the introduc-... ... when she traced them! and it’s a moot point: as it is whether some of our poets have meaning and are not composers of zebra. ‘No one knows but them a... ...o Art. Why should we not learn to excel in Art? We excelled in Poetry. Our Poets were cited: not that there was a notion that poems would pay as an ex...

...ese to become no bet ter than a modern drawing room, with its divans, and ottomans, and sun shades, and a hundred other orien tal things, which we a... ...rest and most memorable of the actions of men, date from such an hour. All poets and heroes, like Memnon, are the chil dren of Aurora, and emit their... ... such a pile we may hope to scale heaven at last. The works of the great poets have never yet been read by mankind, for only great poets can read th... ...nian. Wise midnight bags! It is no honest and blunt tu whit tu who of the poets, but, without jesting, a most solemn graveyard ditty, the mutual cons... ...althy, and wise? This foreign bird’s note is celebrated by the Walden 117 poets of all countries along with the notes of their native songsters. All ... ...men taking a Sunday morn ing walk in clean shirts, fishermen and hunters, poets and philosophers; in short, all honest pilgrims, who came out to the ...

...inister is a fool, because he has acquired renown as a poet. All fools are poets; this the Prefect feels; and he is merely guilty of a non distributio... ...e is merely guilty of a non distributio medii in thence inferring that all poets are fools.” 15 V olume Two “But is this really the poet?” I asked. “... ... as I entered the room, and throwing him- self back at full-length upon an ottoman. “I see,” said he, per- ceiving that I could not immediately reconc... ...he Orfeo,” (the first native Ital- ian tragedy,) which lay near me upon an ottoman, I discovered a passage underlined in pencil. It was a passage tow... ... confessing the power of the wine, he threw himself at full-length upon an ottoman. A quick step was now heard upon the staircase, and a loud knock at... ...isoned! Oh, beautiful—oh, beautiful Aphrodite !” Bewildered, I flew to the ottoman, and endeavored to arouse the sleeper to a sense of the startling i...

...which is imagined to have in- habited the island at one time; as among our poets the dream of the period of a circle of chivalry here is encouraged fo... ...nca- pable of…” “My love, I detest artifice. Poetry is a profession.” “Our poets would prove to you …” “As I have often observed, Clara, I am no poet.... ...d she had the love of wild flowers, the watchful happiness in the seasons; poets thrilled her, books absorbed. She dwelt strongly on that sincerity of... ...ending the similes. They pertain to the time of the first critics of those poets. Touch the Greeks, and you can nothing new; all has been said: ‘Graii... ...as at the half hour after twelve. He flung the silken thing on the central ottoman, extinguished the lamps, and walked out of the room, charging the a... ...he drawing-room, invitingly open, and there stag- gered in darkness to the ottoman and rolled himself in some- thing sleek and warm, soft as hands of ... ...” was the answer. “I came to speak of Crossjay.” “Will you sit here on the ottoman?” “No, I cannot wait. I hoped I had heard Crossjay return. I would ... ...ughby’s laboratory door shut with a slam. Crossjay tumbled himself off the ottoman. He stole up to the unclosed drawing-room door, and peeped. Never w... ...he Egoist and he ran down to the drawing-room and curled himself up on the ottoman, and fell asleep, under that padded silken coverlet of the ladies—b...

...which is inci- dental to men in general.”—Terence, Heauton, i. 1, 25.] The poets, that feign all things at pleasure, dare not acquit their greatest he... ... 24 Book the Second are the first to wonder at; as it also fares with the poets, who are often rapt with admiration of their own writings, and know n... ... no means of expressing or signifying their thoughts and their misery. The poets have feigned some gods who favour the deliver- ance of such as suffer... ...e of his class, in his mouth; and the opinion that the best judge of Roman poets —[Horace, De Art. Poetica, 279.]—has passed upon his companion. I hav... ...e consideration carries me further: I observe that the best of the ancient poets have avoided affec- tation and the hunting after, not only fantastic ... ...espondence and negotiation, by this example of infidelity. Soliman, of the Ottoman race, a race not very solicitous of keeping their words or compacts...

...s to sup alone. In the privacy of his bureau he reclined languidly on that ottoman for which he sac- rificed his loyalty in outbidding his king—the no... ...e howlings of the hopeless and the damned! And there, too!—there!—upon the ottoman!—who could he be?—he, the petitmaitre—no, the Deity—who sat as if c... ... not meet for man in the in- fant condition of his soul. And these men—the poets—living and perishing amid the scorn of the “utilitarians” —of rough p... ... which could have been properly applied only to the scorned—these men, the poets, pondered piningly, yet not unwisely, upon the ancient days when our ...

...me! I—” The young lady’s utter- ance failed, and she threw herself upon an ottoman, sobbing with passionate spite. “Nonsense! I thought Sidney had mor... ...ense and all-embracing con- ception of nature, shared only by her favorite poets and he- roes of romance and history. Hence she was in the common yout... ...-whole as I am! Ha, ha! That is the basis of the religion of love of which poets are the high- priests. Each worshipper knows that his own love is eit... ...ngs, queens, grand-dukes, and the like. Here are ship-captains, criminals, poets, men of science, peers, peasants, political economists, and represent... ...t- ing historical document, containing the autographs of a few artists and poets. There is Donovan Brown’s for example. It was he who suggested the pe...

... have worked, or who love to read better than to work. Beware of painters, poets, musicians, and artists of all sorts, except very great artists: bewa... ...u that fighting men ar’n’t gentlemen, as a rule. No more were painters, or poets, once upon a time. But what I want to know is this: Supposing a fight... ...erished darling—my only son?” Cashel, who was now sitting beside her on an ottoman, groaned and moved restlessly, but said nothing. “Are you glad to s... ...ck to death of the morbid introspection and womanish self-consciousness of poets, novelists, and their like. As to artists, all the good ones are marr...

... having too much escaped observation, it has been the cause of much error. Poets I could mention, if it were not invidi- ous to do so, who, whilst com... ...e gods, and not their degradation, which must be ascribed to the frauds of poets. Tradition, and no poetic tradition, absolutely pointed to the grave ... ...the idea of a translation from the old western Rome, and overthrown by the Ottoman T urks in the year 1453. In the fortunes and main stages of this em...

...hawkers, tinkers, tramps and ploughmen, choughs and crows. A volume of our Poets and a History of Philosophy composed my library. I had scarce any mon... ...e acquaintance with their linea- ments inspired a regard for them, such as poets may feign the throned high moon to entertain for objects causing her ... ... weapon of the man’s weakness. For which my lord calls them heartless, and poets are angry with them, rightly or wrongly. It must, I fear, be admitted... ...humane. For though he was an absentee sucking the earth through a tube, in Ottoman ease, he had never omitted the duty of personally attending on the ...

...ressiveness of a fine quota- tion from the Bible,—or from one of our elder poets,—in a paragraph of to-day’s newspaper. She was usually spoken of as b... ...h to a plunge which his stream would afford him; and he concluded that the poets had much exaggerated the force of masculine passion. Nevertheless, he... ...o write history and essays. And the strongest slang of all is the slang of poets.” “Y ou will say anything, Fred, to gain your point.” “W ell, tell me... ...hese sights of his youth had acted on him as poetry without the aid of the poets. had made a philosophy for him without the aid of philosophers, a rel... ...in her clear full tone of assent. “Sit down.” She seated herself on a dark ottoman with the brown books behind her, looking in her plain dress of some... ...th a certain awe. Dorothea sat down on the seat nearest to her, a long low ottoman in the middle of the room, and with her hands folded over each othe...

...ed to the darkness, she discerned a little heap lying curled up before the ottoman, her head on a great open book, asleep—poor child! quite worn out. ... ...cil had been found by Babie tumbling about the music and newspapers on the ottoman, and on her observation— “T oo soon, sir! And pray what mischief st... ...hn. “You haven’t ac- counted for the pronoun?” “Oh, never mind that. Great poets are above rules. I want Essie to promise us bridesmaids blackcock tai...

...Marchioness herself) came to meet Emma. She made her sit down by her on an ottoman, and began talking to her as amicably as if she had known her a lon... ...perienced it,” she replied. “That is why,” he said, “I especially love the poets. I think verse more tender than prose, and that it moves far more eas...

...man’ s voice close at her ear. The book fell from her hand. Lounging on an ottoman close beside her, was Sir Mulberry Hawk, evidently the worse—if a m... ...ne of voice, ‘he is very polite, and I think that was a quotation from the poets. Pray, don’t worry me so—you’ll pinch my arm black and blue. Go away,... ... of that passion called love, or does it deserve all the fine things which poets, in the exercise of their undoubted vocation, have said of it? There ... ...he had called about a pair of hand-screens, and some painted velvet for an ottoman, both of which were required to be of the most elegant design possi...

...ne of voice, ‘he is very polite, and I think that was a quotation from the poets. Pray, don’t worry me so—you’ll pinch my arm black and blue. Go away,... ... of that passion called love, or does it deserve all the fine things which poets, in the exercise of their undoubted vocation, have said of it? There ... ...he had called about a pair of hand-screens, and some painted velvet for an ottoman, both of which were required to be of the most elegant design possi...