The Dublin University Magazine, Volume 42William Curry, Jun., and Company, 1853 |
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... turned eagerly over before it may be pronounced effete or wearisome . When all is done , as every- thing must end at last - when eloquence and language have exhausted their pow- er and variety , and when the historian has adorned ...
... turned eagerly over before it may be pronounced effete or wearisome . When all is done , as every- thing must end at last - when eloquence and language have exhausted their pow- er and variety , and when the historian has adorned ...
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... turned on the celebrated letters of " Vetus , " in the Times , which were then causing much remark , and were considered by many the most pun- gent and ably written political essays since the days of Junius . The general purport of ...
... turned on the celebrated letters of " Vetus , " in the Times , which were then causing much remark , and were considered by many the most pun- gent and ably written political essays since the days of Junius . The general purport of ...
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... turned a deaf ear to all these idle stories , and never suffered them to disturb his domestic quiet . Mr. Larpent speaks in rather dis- paraging terms of the Guards and Household Cavalry , whom he con- siders as less hardy warriors ...
... turned a deaf ear to all these idle stories , and never suffered them to disturb his domestic quiet . Mr. Larpent speaks in rather dis- paraging terms of the Guards and Household Cavalry , whom he con- siders as less hardy warriors ...
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... turned back into an- other channel . It was an opportunity for teaching them a great moral lesson , which ought not to be neglected . But again , when Blucher , in an ebullition He of drunken frenzy , determined on blowing up the bridge ...
... turned back into an- other channel . It was an opportunity for teaching them a great moral lesson , which ought not to be neglected . But again , when Blucher , in an ebullition He of drunken frenzy , determined on blowing up the bridge ...
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... turned over to the Cham- ber of Peers , of which the old Duke de Richelieu ( long an emigrant in Russia , and recently returned to France ) , in virtue of his age and rank , was president . He refused to preside . " During the war of ...
... turned over to the Cham- ber of Peers , of which the old Duke de Richelieu ( long an emigrant in Russia , and recently returned to France ) , in virtue of his age and rank , was president . He refused to preside . " During the war of ...
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Page 95 - THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere, The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir: It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Page 93 - How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, in the icy air of night ! while the stars, that over-sprinkle all the heavens, seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight ; keeping time, time, time, in a sort of Runic rhyme, to the tintinnabulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Page 617 - I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it. For be ye well assured, that so many as are coupled together otherwise than God's Word doth allow are not joined together by God; neither is their Matrimony lawful.
Page 96 - Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old — This knight so bold — And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow — "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be — This land of Eldorado?" "Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied, — "If you...
Page 93 - Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling— my darling— my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Page 22 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof: for there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, " Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Page 451 - One cannot say he wanted wit, but rather that he was frugal of it. In his works you find little to retrench or alter. Wit, and language, and humour also in some measure, we had before him ; but something of art was wanting to the drama till he came.
Page 96 - I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many ills! And one . . . beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark Rosaleen!
Page 93 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 451 - But he has done his robberies so openly, that one may see he fears not to be taxed by any law. He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.