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The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Zväzok 1
Úplné zobrazenie - 1829
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism ..., Zväzok 2
Úplné zobrazenie - 1829
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles ...
Úplné zobrazenie - 1831
admiration appear beautiful believe called character complete consider contains course CRITICISM doubt Edinburgh edition Editor English excellent Exhibition expression feeling give given hand head heart Henry hope hour illustrated interesting Italy John Journal kind Lady land late leave less letter light lines literary living London look Lord manner means mind Miss nature never night object observe once opinion original painting pass period person picture poem poet poetry portrait possessed present Printed published readers received remarks respect Scotland seems seen Society song soul speak spirit Street style success thee thing thou thought tion vols volume whole wish write young
Strana 228 - Some say that they are beeches, others elms — These were the bower; and here a mansion stood, The finest palace of a hundred realms!
Strana 113 - The fire was burning brightly ; the steaks were put on to broil, and Barry, having spread a clean cloth on the table, put a pair of tongs in the hands of Burke, saying, " Be useful, my dear friend, and look to the steaks till I fetch the porter.
Strana 48 - DRUNKENNESS. JOHN ADAMS lies here, of the parish of Southwell, A Carrier who carried his can to his mouth well : He carried so much, and he carried so fast, He could carry no more — so was carried at last ; For, the liquor he drank, being too much for one, He could not carry off, — so he's now carri-on.
Strana 143 - The grass is soft, its velvet touch is grateful to the hand ; And, like the kiss of maiden love, the breeze is sweet and bland ; The daisy and the buttercup are nodding courteously; It stirs their blood with kindest love, to bless and welcome thee ; And mark how with thine own thin locks — they now are silvery gray — That blissful breeze is wantoning, and whispering, "Be gay!
Strana 189 - ... prevailed ; still he tapped his snuff-box ; still he smirked and smiled, and rounded his periods with the same air of good-breeding, as if he were conversing with men. His mouth, mellifluous as Plato's, was a round hole nearly in the centre of his visage.
Strana 257 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Strana 47 - Lord Byron's reading did not seem to me to have been very extensive either in poetry or history. Having the advantage of him in that respect, and possessing a good competent share of such reading as is little read, I was sometimes able to put under his eye objects which had for him the interest of novelty.
Strana 44 - We were on good terms, but his brother was my intimate friend. There were always great hopes of Peel amongst us all, masters and scholars ; and he has not disappointed them. As a scholar he was greatly my superior ; as a declaimer and actor, I was reckoned at least his equal ; as a schoolboy, out of school, I was always in scrapes, and he never; and in school, he always knew his lesson, and I rarely, — but when I knew it, I knew it nearly as well. In general information, history, &c. &c., I think...