The Quarterly Review, Volumul 49William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1833 |
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Pagina 18
... wish you well : may heaven divert All harms that threaten you ; full blessings crown Your marriage ! I hope there is no sin in this ; Indeed I cannot choose but pray for you.- This might have been my wedding - day- Ori . Good heaven , I ...
... wish you well : may heaven divert All harms that threaten you ; full blessings crown Your marriage ! I hope there is no sin in this ; Indeed I cannot choose but pray for you.- This might have been my wedding - day- Ori . Good heaven , I ...
Pagina 28
... wish , madam , You would not game so much . Lady B. A gamester too ! Born . But are not come to that acquaintance yet , Should teach you skill enough to raise your profit . You look not through the subtilty of cards , And mysteries of ...
... wish , madam , You would not game so much . Lady B. A gamester too ! Born . But are not come to that acquaintance yet , Should teach you skill enough to raise your profit . You look not through the subtilty of cards , And mysteries of ...
Pagina 30
... wish to write his own apology , and had in fact made many scattered memoranda , but that his great age and infirmities ( he was above eighty ) had interrupted his work . He gave , however , these notes to the son , who put them into ...
... wish to write his own apology , and had in fact made many scattered memoranda , but that his great age and infirmities ( he was above eighty ) had interrupted his work . He gave , however , these notes to the son , who put them into ...
Pagina 46
... wish to avenge Danton ! Cowards , why did you not defend him ? ' For one incident in the closing scene we wish we had better authority than this book — and we think we have read elsewhere of the name- less garçon de bureau , who brought ...
... wish to avenge Danton ! Cowards , why did you not defend him ? ' For one incident in the closing scene we wish we had better authority than this book — and we think we have read elsewhere of the name- less garçon de bureau , who brought ...
Pagina 55
... wish to receive orders under her sanction . ' But he was not a Frenchman , and unless he were naturalized , this was at that time not easy , perhaps not prac- ticable . The easiest course , therefore , was to repair to England , and ...
... wish to receive orders under her sanction . ' But he was not a Frenchman , and unless he were naturalized , this was at that time not easy , perhaps not prac- ticable . The easiest course , therefore , was to repair to England , and ...
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Pagina 8 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against Fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Pagina 187 - O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Pagina 8 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor- victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
Pagina 191 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Pagina 188 - But I will punish home: No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure. In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril! Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all O, that way madness lies; let me shun that; No more of that.
Pagina 191 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never! — Pray you, undo this button: Thank you, sir. — Do you see this? Look on her, — look, — her lips, — Look there, look there!
Pagina 175 - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music : it is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word ; which madness Would gambol from.
Pagina 448 - By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate• at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more.
Pagina 443 - Quando fui desto innanzi la dimane, Pianger senti' fra '1 sonno i miei figliuoli, Ch' erano meco, e dimandar del pane.
Pagina 180 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.