The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, 196±ÇA. Constable, 1902 |
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... land of the enemy to possess it . War , with all its most cruel incidents , no more afflicted consciences untroubled by the Sermon on the Mount than does now the competition of Commerce . The fierce joy of the ancient fighters burns in ...
... land of the enemy to possess it . War , with all its most cruel incidents , no more afflicted consciences untroubled by the Sermon on the Mount than does now the competition of Commerce . The fierce joy of the ancient fighters burns in ...
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... land , Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed , Calm and serene he drives the furious blast , And , pleased the Almighty's orders to perform , Rides in the whirlwind , and directs the storm . ' These are noble lines in their way ...
... land , Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed , Calm and serene he drives the furious blast , And , pleased the Almighty's orders to perform , Rides in the whirlwind , and directs the storm . ' These are noble lines in their way ...
37 ÆäÀÌÁö
... land , in the noblest of all causes , the defence of the soil on which one is born and bred against a mighty foreign invader . When this danger had been removed , we still found ourselves , for a time almost unaided , resisting a nation ...
... land , in the noblest of all causes , the defence of the soil on which one is born and bred against a mighty foreign invader . When this danger had been removed , we still found ourselves , for a time almost unaided , resisting a nation ...
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Or Critical Journal. ' Look up , see above you the star - land Wanes dim with the flush of the dawn , You are called from your flight to the far land , And your visions must break with the morn . ' But your soul , by sweet memories ...
Or Critical Journal. ' Look up , see above you the star - land Wanes dim with the flush of the dawn , You are called from your flight to the far land , And your visions must break with the morn . ' But your soul , by sweet memories ...
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... land And her ironclads the sea . ' In justice to the Laureate it must be said that this was written in December 1899 ... lands there is no great crop of 1902 . 43 War and Poetry .
... land And her ironclads the sea . ' In justice to the Laureate it must be said that this was written in December 1899 ... lands there is no great crop of 1902 . 43 War and Poetry .
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46 ÆäÀÌÁö - Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, % Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire. The fisher left his skiff to rock on Tamar's glittering waves : The rugged miners poured to war from Mendip's sunless caves: O'er Longleat's towers, o'er Cranbourne's oaks, the fiery herald flew: He roused the shepherds of Stonehenge, the rangers of Beaulieu.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ! Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... would indeed be a •wild project ; it would be to dig up foundations ; to destroy at one blow all the wit and half the learning of the kingdom ; to break the entire frame and constitution of things ; to ruin trade, extinguish arts and sciences, with the professors of them ; in short, to turn our courts, exchanges, and shops into deserts...
31 ÆäÀÌÁö - She put her hand to the nail, And her right hand to the workman's hammer; And with the hammer she smote Sisera, She smote off his head, When she had pierced and stricken through his temples. At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down: At her feet he bowed, he fell: Where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay ; The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Another thing in which the French differ from us and from the Spaniards is, that they do not embarrass or cumber themselves with too much plot ; they only represent so much of a story as will constitute one whole and great action sufficient for a play ; we, who undertake more, do but multiply adventures ; which, not being produced from one another, as effects from causes, but barely following, constitute many actions in the drama, and consequently make it many plays.
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - Islands of the Blest'. The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea. And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free, For standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope. Upon Saint Crispin's Day...
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - VANGUARD of Liberty, ye men of Kent, Ye children of a Soil that doth advance Her haughty brow against the coast of France, Now is the time to prove your hardiment! To France be words of invitation sent ! They from their fields can see the countenance Of your fierce war, may ken the glittering lance, And hear you shouting forth your brave intent. Left single, in bold parley...