National Review, 6±ÇRobert Theobold, 1858 |
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... existence and for empire ; and have had to defend their conquests against the very men through whose instrumentality they had won them . " A man's foes have been those of his own household . " In the dead of night we have been ...
... existence and for empire ; and have had to defend their conquests against the very men through whose instrumentality they had won them . " A man's foes have been those of his own household . " In the dead of night we have been ...
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... existence upon earth , -have had to endure brutalities and tortures at the very thought of which the soul sickens and the brain reels ingenious , elaborate , nameless cruelties , such as no European ferocity , even when inspired and ...
... existence upon earth , -have had to endure brutalities and tortures at the very thought of which the soul sickens and the brain reels ingenious , elaborate , nameless cruelties , such as no European ferocity , even when inspired and ...
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... existence ; there are no ruins to interfere with the new edifice we choose to build , no embarrassing legacies of the past to hamper or control our action . If we are not successful now , if we do not create a new army perfect at all ...
... existence ; there are no ruins to interfere with the new edifice we choose to build , no embarrassing legacies of the past to hamper or control our action . If we are not successful now , if we do not create a new army perfect at all ...
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... existence ; she mourned over the condition of the poor and the oppressed , and she had serious thoughts of drowning herself . In time , the first flush of these feelings passed away ; she got over the childish stage of big thoughts ...
... existence ; she mourned over the condition of the poor and the oppressed , and she had serious thoughts of drowning herself . In time , the first flush of these feelings passed away ; she got over the childish stage of big thoughts ...
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... existence . Common sense will immediately tell us that this will never do . Society cannot go on , if adultery is not so much justified as abrogated by the assumption that lovers have a right to love . Right feeling warns us that we are ...
... existence . Common sense will immediately tell us that this will never do . Society cannot go on , if adultery is not so much justified as abrogated by the assumption that lovers have a right to love . Right feeling warns us that we are ...
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192 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
124 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yet must I not give nature all ; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
141 ÆäÀÌÁö - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
193 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
123 ÆäÀÌÁö - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
124 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sufflaminandus erat,' as Augustus said of Haterius. His wit was in his own power, would the rule of it had been so too. Many times he fell into those things, could not escape laughter : as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him,
141 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space, to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st a day of night, Goddess excellently bright.
464 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps, And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries. I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won from thee, Hoping to still these obstinate questionings Of thee and thine, by forcing some lone ghost Thy messenger, to render up the tale Of what we are.
96 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not that Nepenthes which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena Is of such power to stir up joy as this, To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.