The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Band 6Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1845 |
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... hand , his self - reliance and fearlessness - speak rashly and offensively , if I but speak the grandeur and dilation of his carriage - truth , and that Catholic truth ? his very contempt of his adversaries - all tended to give courage ...
... hand , his self - reliance and fearlessness - speak rashly and offensively , if I but speak the grandeur and dilation of his carriage - truth , and that Catholic truth ? his very contempt of his adversaries - all tended to give courage ...
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... hand could scious that I am " a debtor to the truth , " sustain their office so long . Of the distract- howsoever unworthy . Never without blood , ing variety and complication of his engage- never without danger , has it been possible ...
... hand could scious that I am " a debtor to the truth , " sustain their office so long . Of the distract- howsoever unworthy . Never without blood , ing variety and complication of his engage- never without danger , has it been possible ...
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... hand , rhymes of his own , for the express pur- Lord Brougham turns to a better argument . pose of annoying his elder brother , who was He pleads that Christianity was placed be- a youth of pious disposition , and afterwards fore the ...
... hand , rhymes of his own , for the express pur- Lord Brougham turns to a better argument . pose of annoying his elder brother , who was He pleads that Christianity was placed be- a youth of pious disposition , and afterwards fore the ...
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... hand that has led us along . It is one of Ho- mer's great praises , that he ennobles the most low and homely details of the most vulgar life , as when he brings Ulysses into the swine- herd's company , and paints the domestic econ- Here ...
... hand that has led us along . It is one of Ho- mer's great praises , that he ennobles the most low and homely details of the most vulgar life , as when he brings Ulysses into the swine- herd's company , and paints the domestic econ- Here ...
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... hand style in which Lord Brougham treats the story of Rous- seau's death . Lord Brougham being of opinion that Rousseau was from youth dis- eased in mind , and latterly quite mad , the question whether he did or did not put an end to ...
... hand style in which Lord Brougham treats the story of Rous- seau's death . Lord Brougham being of opinion that Rousseau was from youth dis- eased in mind , and latterly quite mad , the question whether he did or did not put an end to ...
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Seite 221 - Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past.
Seite 227 - When merry milkmaids click the latch, And rarely smells the new-mown hay, And the cock hath sung beneath the thatch Twice or thrice his roundelay, Twice or thrice his roundelay ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Seite 221 - And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep. Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress. While all things else have rest from weariness? All things have rest: why should we toil alone, We only toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown: Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber's...
Seite 427 - With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Seite 99 - My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Seite 221 - And all at once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave, we will no longer roam.
Seite 225 - Camelot; And up and down the people go Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...
Seite 229 - God gives us love. Something to love He lends us ; but, when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
Seite 221 - And their warm tears : but all hath suffer'd change For surely now our household hearths are cold : Our sons inherit us : our looks are strange : And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy. Or else the island princes over-bold Have eat our substance, and the minstrel sings Before them of the ten years' war in Troy, And our great deeds, as half-forgotten things.
Seite 327 - Offending race of human kind, By nature, reason, learning, blind ; You who, through frailty, stepp'd aside ; And you, who never fell from pride : You who in different sects were shamm'd, And come to see each other damn'd ; (So some folk told you, but they knew No more of Jove's designs than you ;) — The world's mad business now is o'er, And I resent these pranks no more. — I to such blockheads set my wit ! I damn such fools ! — -Go, go, you're bit.