The Periodical, Issues 25-50

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Oxford University Press, 1904 - Books
 

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Page 11 - And what shoulder, & what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat What dread hand & what dread feet Could fetch it from the furnace deep, And in thy horrid ribs dare steep ? In the well of sanguine woe—
Page 95 - \Vith forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form ! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shall remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a
Page 9 - Reading furnishes the mind only -with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what is read ours. We are of the ruminating kind, and it is not enough to cram ourselves with a great load of collections; unless we chew them over again, they will not give us strength and nourishment'—LOCKE.
Page 95 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought. \Vith forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form ! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou
Page 84 - My name is Caius Marcius. who hath done To thee particularly, and to all the Volsces, Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may My surname. Coriolanus: the painful service. The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood Shed for my thankless country, are requited But with that surname : a good memory, And witness of the malice and displeasure
Page 140 - that came therewith. Wherein I should much commend the tragical part if the lyrical did not ravish me with a certain Dorique delicacy in your songs and odes ; whereunto I must plainly confess to have seen yet nothing parallel in our language,
Page 9 - In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray, Gone from the path direct: and e'en to tell It were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death.
Page 258 - In brief, where the Scripture is silent the Church is my text; where that speaks it is but my comment. When there is a joint silence of both. I borrow not the rules of my religion from Rome or Geneva, but from the dictates of my own reason.
Page 21 - Some the style Infatuates, and through labyrinths and wilds Of error leads them by a tune entranced. While sloth seduces more, too weak to bear The insupportable fatigue of thought. And swallowing, therefore, without pause or choice, The total grist unsifted, husks and

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