Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volume 6Phillips, Sampson,, 1854 - 750 pages |
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... sion we receive from the scenery of spring ? The soft and gentle green with which the earth is spread , the feeble texture of the " There is no man , who has not some inter- plants and flowers , and the remains of winter esting ...
... sion we receive from the scenery of spring ? The soft and gentle green with which the earth is spread , the feeble texture of the " There is no man , who has not some inter- plants and flowers , and the remains of winter esting ...
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... sion of incident , and vehement bursts of pas- disposition , with all its hazards , deserves en- sion of the English author , than from the couragement , and to speak with indulgence unvarying majesty - the elaborate argument of faults ...
... sion of incident , and vehement bursts of pas- disposition , with all its hazards , deserves en- sion of the English author , than from the couragement , and to speak with indulgence unvarying majesty - the elaborate argument of faults ...
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... sion of that one sentiment of agonizing grief which had overborne all the faculties of the soul . Such are the chief beauties which Madame de Staël discovers in Shakespeare ; and though they are not perhaps exactly what an English ...
... sion of that one sentiment of agonizing grief which had overborne all the faculties of the soul . Such are the chief beauties which Madame de Staël discovers in Shakespeare ; and though they are not perhaps exactly what an English ...
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... sion is owing to her want of familiarity with the language . In point of fact , we know of no French writer on similar subjects so con- cise as Hume or Smith ; and believe we might retort the charge of longueurs , in the name of the ...
... sion is owing to her want of familiarity with the language . In point of fact , we know of no French writer on similar subjects so con- cise as Hume or Smith ; and believe we might retort the charge of longueurs , in the name of the ...
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... sion , in the following passages of the Journal . Mr. St. John and me acquainted ; and spoke so " Oct. 7. He ( Harley ) told me he must bring many things of personal kindness and esteem , that I am inclined to believe what some friends ...
... sion , in the following passages of the Journal . Mr. St. John and me acquainted ; and spoke so " Oct. 7. He ( Harley ) told me he must bring many things of personal kindness and esteem , that I am inclined to believe what some friends ...
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Page 309 - Would he were fatter! but I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Page 309 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 336 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Page 161 - Mr. Grenville squeezed me by the hand again, kissed the ladies, and withdrew. He kissed likewise the maid in the kitchen, and seemed upon the whole a most loving, kissing, kindhearted gentleman. He is very young, genteel, and handsome. He has a pair of very good eyes in his head, which not being sufficient as it should seem for the many nice and difficult purposes of a senator, he has a third also, which he wore suspended by a riband from his buttonhole.
Page 359 - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied : And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the latest minstrel sung.
Page 328 - It is not noon— the Sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Page 309 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Page 350 - Again ! again ! again ! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back Their shots along the deep slowly boom : Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail, Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
Page 110 - A lovely, pure, noble and most moral nature, without the strength of nerve which forms a hero, sinks beneath a burden which it cannot bear and must not cast away.
Page 379 - Theirs is yon House that holds the parish poor, Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day; There children dwell who know no parents' care; Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there!