A Third Gallery of PortraitsSheldon, Lamport and Blakeman, 1855 - 468 pagini |
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Pagina 23
... called , for he was a water of bitter- ness . He reminds us of one of those small , narrow , inky pools we have seen in the wilderness , which seem fitted to the size of a suicide , and waiting in gloomy expectation of his ad- vent ...
... called , for he was a water of bitter- ness . He reminds us of one of those small , narrow , inky pools we have seen in the wilderness , which seem fitted to the size of a suicide , and waiting in gloomy expectation of his ad- vent ...
Pagina 26
... called a great toe , and the other a huge arm ; and , without specifying other resemblances , while Marat lost his temper and almost his reason in the mélée of the Revolution , both Robespierre and Danton preserved to the last their ...
... called a great toe , and the other a huge arm ; and , without specifying other resemblances , while Marat lost his temper and almost his reason in the mélée of the Revolution , both Robespierre and Danton preserved to the last their ...
Pagina 31
... called - that is , without hope and without God in the world - caracoling and exulting , as he plunged into the waters of what he deemed the bottomless and the endless night ; as if a spirit so strong as his could die - as if a spirit ...
... called - that is , without hope and without God in the world - caracoling and exulting , as he plunged into the waters of what he deemed the bottomless and the endless night ; as if a spirit so strong as his could die - as if a spirit ...
Pagina 32
... called his advocate to his side when the pleading was over , and gasped out , as he dropped down dead , in a whisper which was heard like thunder ( using the language of Pierre , in " Venice Preserved " ) , " We have deceived the Senate ...
... called his advocate to his side when the pleading was over , and gasped out , as he dropped down dead , in a whisper which was heard like thunder ( using the language of Pierre , in " Venice Preserved " ) , " We have deceived the Senate ...
Pagina 40
... called " balance of power " was a feeble and use- less dream , and that all things in Europe were tending either to anarchy or a new absolutism - either to the dominion of millions , or of that one who should be found a match for mil ...
... called " balance of power " was a feeble and use- less dream , and that all things in Europe were tending either to anarchy or a new absolutism - either to the dominion of millions , or of that one who should be found a match for mil ...
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Pagina 144 - And there shall be signs in the sun and in the moon and in the stars, and upon the earth distress of nations with perplexity, the sea and the waves roaring, men's hearts failing them for fear and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth ; for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.
Pagina 353 - With solemn touches troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish, and doubt, and fear, and sorrow, and pain, From mortal or immortal minds.
Pagina 225 - ... prayer. His sense of religion stirs through his whole being. In the fields, in the town: looking at the birds in the trees: at the children in the streets: in the morning or in the moonlight: over his books in his own room: in a happy party at a country merrymaking or a town assembly, good-will and peace to God's creatures, and love and awe of Him who made them, fill his pure heart and shine from his kind face. If Swift's life was the most wretched, I think Addison's was one of the most enviable....
Pagina 108 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.
Pagina 440 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
Pagina 216 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
Pagina 225 - It seems to me those verses shine like the stars. They shine out of a great deep calm. When he turns to Heaven, a Sabbath comes over that man's mind: and his face lights up from it with a glory of thanks and prayer. His sense of religion stirs through his whole being. In the fields, in the town: looking at the birds in the trees: at the children in the streets: in the morning or in the moonlight: over his books in his own room: in a happy party at a country merry-making or a town assembly...
Pagina 91 - With no restraint, but such as springs From quick and eager visitings Of thoughts that lie beyond the reach Of thy few words of English speech: A bondage sweetly brooked, a strife That gives thy gestures grace and life! So have I, not unmoved in mind, Seen birds of tempest-loving kind— Thus beating up against the wind.
Pagina 460 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Pagina 461 - The poet is accused of having shown little regard to poetical justice and may be charged with equal neglect of poetical probability. The apparition left the regions of the dead to little purpose; the revenge which he demands is not obtained but by the death of him that was required to take it; and the gratification which would arise from the destruction of an usurper and a murderer is abated by the untimely death of Ophelia, the young, the beautiful, the harmless, and the pious.