Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, Zväzok 2Enos Bronson Hopkins and Earle, 1809 |
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... asome people , which is left to the arbitra- miable , and of a piece with that species of tion of other people . ] boarding - school benevolence which pla: » gh you from us , a ters in the path of the SELECT REVIEWS .
... asome people , which is left to the arbitra- miable , and of a piece with that species of tion of other people . ] boarding - school benevolence which pla: » gh you from us , a ters in the path of the SELECT REVIEWS .
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... tion to poetry . Among well educated people , the standard writers of this description are at once so venerated and so familiar , that it is thought equally impossible to rival them , and to write verses without attempting it . If there ...
... tion to poetry . Among well educated people , the standard writers of this description are at once so venerated and so familiar , that it is thought equally impossible to rival them , and to write verses without attempting it . If there ...
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... tion of language , to talk of that man's It is but too true , that men of the generosity or goodness of heart , who highest genius have frequently been sits raving about friendship and phihurried by their passions into a viola ...
... tion of language , to talk of that man's It is but too true , that men of the generosity or goodness of heart , who highest genius have frequently been sits raving about friendship and phihurried by their passions into a viola ...
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... tion , and given an air of heaviness basing errour . He is perpetually and labour to a good deal of his semaking a parade of his thoughtless . rious poetry . The truth is , that his a , , ness , inflammability , and imprudence , forte ...
... tion , and given an air of heaviness basing errour . He is perpetually and labour to a good deal of his semaking a parade of his thoughtless . rious poetry . The truth is , that his a , , ness , inflammability , and imprudence , forte ...
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... tion . His letters seem to have been crimination of character . Almost nearly all composed as exercises , and every thing that he says has spirit for display . There are few of them and originality ; and every thing that written with ...
... tion . His letters seem to have been crimination of character . Almost nearly all composed as exercises , and every thing that he says has spirit for display . There are few of them and originality ; and every thing that written with ...
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Strana 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Strana 169 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Strana 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Strana viii - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
Strana 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Strana 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Strana 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Strana 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Strana 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.