Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, 2±ÇEnos Bronson Hopkins and Earle, 1809 |
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... eyes with disdain the ignoble herd through the green lattices of Steevens's Hotel , it may be stated , as an indisputable fact , that man is a cooking animal , and increases in ci- vilisation in proportion to the beauty and variety of ...
... eyes with disdain the ignoble herd through the green lattices of Steevens's Hotel , it may be stated , as an indisputable fact , that man is a cooking animal , and increases in ci- vilisation in proportion to the beauty and variety of ...
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... eye on earth , the other practised when the hare is young : if old ,. would fain make his molehill Cow- If an per overtop Mount Milton . author does not appear in earnest , it is all over with him . " How the deuce can you expect me to ...
... eye on earth , the other practised when the hare is young : if old ,. would fain make his molehill Cow- If an per overtop Mount Milton . author does not appear in earnest , it is all over with him . " How the deuce can you expect me to ...
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... eyes , but moved and insti- gated by an overroasted haunch , he darts through the aisle , and knocks down the intervening babes of grace like so many piping ninepins . Such is the laudable zeal of a man whose ruling passion floats in a ...
... eyes , but moved and insti- gated by an overroasted haunch , he darts through the aisle , and knocks down the intervening babes of grace like so many piping ninepins . Such is the laudable zeal of a man whose ruling passion floats in a ...
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... eye . My little works have been phean fury , slinging their serpents in the always printed from illegible manuair , striking their cymbals , and uttering scripts in one country , while their dithyrambicks , appeared to surround him on ...
... eye . My little works have been phean fury , slinging their serpents in the always printed from illegible manuair , striking their cymbals , and uttering scripts in one country , while their dithyrambicks , appeared to surround him on ...
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... eyes , therefore , on his own conceptions , they can scarcely fail to appear rude and contemptible . He is perpetually haunted and depressed by the ideal presence of those great masters and their exacting criticks . He is aware to what ...
... eyes , therefore , on his own conceptions , they can scarcely fail to appear rude and contemptible . He is perpetually haunted and depressed by the ideal presence of those great masters and their exacting criticks . He is aware to what ...
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195 ÆäÀÌÁö - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
169 ÆäÀÌÁö - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
195 ÆäÀÌÁö - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
viii ÆäÀÌÁö - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
170 ÆäÀÌÁö - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
231 ÆäÀÌÁö - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
94 ÆäÀÌÁö - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
231 ÆäÀÌÁö - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.