Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 18;Volume 81John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1873 |
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... writing his " Decline and Fall " first started to his mind as he sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol . Why should not the first idea of an Essay on the Future of England first start to the mind of an illus- trious foreigner ...
... writing his " Decline and Fall " first started to his mind as he sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol . Why should not the first idea of an Essay on the Future of England first start to the mind of an illus- trious foreigner ...
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... writing a life of Ju- lius Cæsar , and spends in collecting mate- rials for it every minute that he can spare . " " The materials , " I said , " lie in a com- paratively small compass . " “ Ay , ” she answered , " but it is to con- tain ...
... writing a life of Ju- lius Cæsar , and spends in collecting mate- rials for it every minute that he can spare . " " The materials , " I said , " lie in a com- paratively small compass . " “ Ay , ” she answered , " but it is to con- tain ...
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... writing on little tickets with his own hand , the place for every shrub . He is a most considerate purchaser ; pays liberally , and is anxious that no one shall suffer inconvenience by removal . A strange contrast to the indifference ...
... writing on little tickets with his own hand , the place for every shrub . He is a most considerate purchaser ; pays liberally , and is anxious that no one shall suffer inconvenience by removal . A strange contrast to the indifference ...
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... writing to me . On the jour de l'an , though he had been receiving people and address- es all day , he found time to send me a note to say that he could not let the day pass without expressing his good wishes . " He knows too , how much ...
... writing to me . On the jour de l'an , though he had been receiving people and address- es all day , he found time to send me a note to say that he could not let the day pass without expressing his good wishes . " He knows too , how much ...
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... writer . He had been for years writing in the Pas de Calais journal Le Progrès . It is seldom that a writer im- [ This was Mr. Senior's last conversation proves much after he is fifty . The only with Madame R. They never met again ...
... writer . He had been for years writing in the Pas de Calais journal Le Progrès . It is seldom that a writer im- [ This was Mr. Senior's last conversation proves much after he is fifty . The only with Madame R. They never met again ...
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Página 534 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart; no, no! I feel The link of nature draw me; flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Página 446 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Página 449 - Liberty ! There came a tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled maid, what sorrow would it be That mountain floods should thunder as before, And ocean bellow from his rocky shore, And neither awful voice be heard by thee...
Página 445 - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Página 526 - Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence. How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of Silence, through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of Darkness till it smiled.
Página 270 - The steadfast rock of immortality. With wide-embracing love Thy spirit animates eternal years, Pervades and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears. Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee. • There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou — THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
Página 522 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 532 - Absolute rule ; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad...
Página 530 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Página 443 - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous...