Monthly Review; Or New Literary JournalRalph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths R. Griffiths., 1820 Editors: May 1749-Sept. 1803, Ralph Griffiths; Oct. 1803-Apr. 1825, G. E. Griffiths. |
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... feelings a warm and effective utterance . Here we pause , -lest the reader , imagin- ing that we look for unattainable perfection , should exclaim nearly as Rasselas did to the poet who was exorbitantly ag- grandizing his art , " Enough ...
... feelings a warm and effective utterance . Here we pause , -lest the reader , imagin- ing that we look for unattainable perfection , should exclaim nearly as Rasselas did to the poet who was exorbitantly ag- grandizing his art , " Enough ...
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... feeling which it awakens as the nurse of those great spirits , whose patriotic virtue upheld and defended its liberty ? To us , who have been also nurtured to freedom both civil and political , but under that improved scheme of polity ...
... feeling which it awakens as the nurse of those great spirits , whose patriotic virtue upheld and defended its liberty ? To us , who have been also nurtured to freedom both civil and political , but under that improved scheme of polity ...
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... feeling we must also add the recollection that , notwithstanding the fact of a propensity to polarize having before the year 1100 been satisfactorily ascertained to exist in the magnet , two centuries more were suffered to elapse before ...
... feeling we must also add the recollection that , notwithstanding the fact of a propensity to polarize having before the year 1100 been satisfactorily ascertained to exist in the magnet , two centuries more were suffered to elapse before ...
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... feeling little passage from " The School for Authors ; " which , although well - known , deserves repeated perusal . An interesting young girl announces to her lover her in- tention of being present at the first representation of his ...
... feeling little passage from " The School for Authors ; " which , although well - known , deserves repeated perusal . An interesting young girl announces to her lover her in- tention of being present at the first representation of his ...
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... feelings , and forced from the natural bias of his disposition by the strangeness of his situation . He seems incapable of deliberate action , and is only hurried into extremities on the spur of the occasion , when he has no time to ...
... feelings , and forced from the natural bias of his disposition by the strangeness of his situation . He seems incapable of deliberate action , and is only hurried into extremities on the spur of the occasion , when he has no time to ...
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Сторінка 194 - Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains ; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
Сторінка 339 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Сторінка 341 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies...
Сторінка 341 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor...
Сторінка 341 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Сторінка 339 - She was a Goddess of the infant world; By her in stature the tall Amazon Had stood a pigmy's height: she would have ta'en Achilles by the hair and bent his neck; Or with a finger stay'd Ixion's wheel.
Сторінка 340 - Golden his hair of short Numidian curl, Regal his shape majestic, a vast shade In midst of his own brightness, like the bulk Of Memnon's image at the set of sun To one who travels from the dusking East : Sighs, too, as mournful as that Memnon's harp, He utter'd, while his hands, contemplative, He press'd together, and in silence stood.
Сторінка 125 - Ferdinand' Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude.
Сторінка 341 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer...
Сторінка 95 - Two urns by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good ; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills ; To most, he mingles both : the wretch decreed To taste the bad, unmix'd, is curst indeed ; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of Earth and Heaven.