Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Band 2Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1846 |
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... scarcely have failed to be valuable . Mr. C. , we think , has been a little lazy . If he were like most authors , or even like most critics , we could easily have pardoned this ; for we very seldom find any work too short . It is the ...
... scarcely have failed to be valuable . Mr. C. , we think , has been a little lazy . If he were like most authors , or even like most critics , we could easily have pardoned this ; for we very seldom find any work too short . It is the ...
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... scarcely permit us to state . feel that reverence too strongly to suggest even the possibility that Milton could have improved his poem , by having thrown his angelic warfare into more remote perspective : But it seems to me to be most ...
... scarcely permit us to state . feel that reverence too strongly to suggest even the possibility that Milton could have improved his poem , by having thrown his angelic warfare into more remote perspective : But it seems to me to be most ...
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... scarcely regret his not having written them at an earlier period of life . For he blends the determination of age with an exquisite and ingenuous sensibility ; and though he sports very much with his subjects , yet , when he is in ...
... scarcely regret his not having written them at an earlier period of life . For he blends the determination of age with an exquisite and ingenuous sensibility ; and though he sports very much with his subjects , yet , when he is in ...
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... scarcely less valuable than what is republished , and in which the genius of a living Poet has shed a fresh grace over the fading glories of so many of his departed brothers . We wish some- body would continue the work , by furnishing ...
... scarcely less valuable than what is republished , and in which the genius of a living Poet has shed a fresh grace over the fading glories of so many of his departed brothers . We wish some- body would continue the work , by furnishing ...
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... scarcely ever touches any of the greater passions . He is much the best , we think , of the classical Continental school ; but he is not to be compared with the masters - nor with the pupils of that Old English one from which there had ...
... scarcely ever touches any of the greater passions . He is much the best , we think , of the classical Continental school ; but he is not to be compared with the masters - nor with the pupils of that Old English one from which there had ...
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Seite 381 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Seite 462 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, — But let us part fair foes ; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, — hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing ; I would also deem O'er others...
Seite 453 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Seite 464 - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
Seite 73 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east...
Seite 158 - His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
Seite 460 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
Seite 80 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Seite 193 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Seite 139 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.