The London Magazine, Том 5Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1822 |
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... Nature , always to be recurred to by the artist , 153 obvious in all the Elgin Marbles , 153 - the sole guide and proto- type of art , 447 . Narrative of a Voyage to New South Wales , 221 . Neapolitan Priests , 49 , 518 . Necrological ...
... Nature , always to be recurred to by the artist , 153 obvious in all the Elgin Marbles , 153 - the sole guide and proto- type of art , 447 . Narrative of a Voyage to New South Wales , 221 . Neapolitan Priests , 49 , 518 . Necrological ...
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... nature , given ; Smiles stol'n from joy's eternity , Whence mortals taste of heaven . Oh ! urge the surly Winter by , Nor let him longer live ; Whose suns creep shyly down the sky And grudge the light they give . Oh ! bring thy suns ...
... nature , given ; Smiles stol'n from joy's eternity , Whence mortals taste of heaven . Oh ! urge the surly Winter by , Nor let him longer live ; Whose suns creep shyly down the sky And grudge the light they give . Oh ! bring thy suns ...
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... nature itself , they must in a variety of points resemble It follows that there each other . " will seldom be found a deficiency in any language without a compensa- tion : that if a language has not the same laws of harmony as another ...
... nature itself , they must in a variety of points resemble It follows that there each other . " will seldom be found a deficiency in any language without a compensa- tion : that if a language has not the same laws of harmony as another ...
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... nature ; for even in a great design the mind flies to common objects and indifferent to- pics , and relaxes the fatiguing bent . of intense purpose . This Shakspeare well understood and exemplified ; and this the French dramatists never ...
... nature ; for even in a great design the mind flies to common objects and indifferent to- pics , and relaxes the fatiguing bent . of intense purpose . This Shakspeare well understood and exemplified ; and this the French dramatists never ...
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... nature best . Yet ever when he smiled , There was a mystery legible in his face , That whoso saw him said he was a man Not long for this world . And true it was , for even then The silent love was feeding at his heart Of which he died ...
... nature best . Yet ever when he smiled , There was a mystery legible in his face , That whoso saw him said he was a man Not long for this world . And true it was , for even then The silent love was feeding at his heart Of which he died ...
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