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MUCH have I travelld in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-browd Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet
My dear Reynolds,- Ever since I wrote to my Brothers form Southhampton I have been in a taking, and at this moment I am about to become settled, for I have unpacked my books, put them into a snug corner - pinned up Haydon - Mary Queen Scotts, and Mil
On Sitting down to Read King Lear Once Again golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute: Adieu! for once again the fierce dispute, Betwixt
To Charles Brown, 30th November 1820 My dear Brown; It is the most difficult thing in the world to me to write a letter. My stomach continues so bad, that I feel it worse on opening any book,--yet I am much better than I was in Quarantine. Then I am
When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high pilgrave;d books, in charact'ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain; When I behold, upon the night's
Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell: Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell: No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from Heaven or from Hell. Then to my human heart I turn at once. Heart! Thou and I are here, sad and alone;
Deep in the Shady Sadness of a Vale DEEP in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eves one star, Sat gray-haird Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest
To Richard Woodhouse, 27 October 1818 My dear Woodhouse, The best answer I can give you is in a clerk-like manner to make some observations on two principle points, which seem to point like indices into the midst of the whole pro and con, about geniu
Ode to Psyche O GODDESS! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into thine own soft-conched ear: Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see The winged Psyche with awaken
A Haunting Music, Sole Perhaps and Lone A haunting music, sole perhaps and lone Supportress of the faery-roof, made moan Throughout, as fearful the whole charm might fade. Fresh carved cedar, mimicking a glade Of palm and plantain, met from either si
To Fanny Brawne, 4th February 1820 Dearest Fanny, I shall send this the moment you return. They say I must remain confined to this room for some time. The consciousness that you love me will make a pleasant prison of the house next to yours. You must
To John Taylor, 5th September, 1819 My dear Taylor; This morning I received yours of the 2nd and with it a letter from Hesssey enclosing a Bank post Bill of 30 Poundsan ample sum I assure you: more I had no thought of. You should not have delayed so
To Fanny Brawne, May 1820 Wednesday morning My Dearest Girl, I have been a walk this morning with a book in my hand, but as usual I have been occupied with nothing but you: I wish I could say in an agreeable manner. I am tormented day and night. They
This Living Hand, Now Warm and Capable This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry o
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To J. H. Reynolds Teignmouth, May 3rd 1818 My dear Reynolds; What I complain of is that I have been in so an uneasy a state of mind as not to be fit to write to an invalid. I cannot write to any length under a disguised feeling. I should have loaded
To Tom Keats, 29th June, 1818. Keswick My dear Tom; I cannot make my Journal as distinct and actual as I could wish, from having been engaged in writing to Geroge and therefore I must tell you without circumstances that we proceeded from Ambleside to
To Benjamin Bailey, 22 November 1817 My dear Bailey, I will get over the first part of this (unsaid) Letter as soon as possible for it relates to the affair of poor Crips - To a Man of your nature such a Letter as Haydon's must have been extremely cu
To George and Tom Keats. Hampstead, Sunday 21st December, 1817 My dear Brothers; I must crave your pardon for not having written ere this. I have had two very pleasant evenings with Dilke yesterday today; and I am at this moment just come from him an