The Spirit of the Age Or Contemporary Portraits, Том 2Colburn, 1825 - 424 стор. |
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... cause it is better ) in their stead , accuse him wrong- fully . We may not be able to launch the bark of our affections on the ocean - tide of humanity , we may be forced to paddle along its shores , or shelter in its creeks and ...
... cause it is better ) in their stead , accuse him wrong- fully . We may not be able to launch the bark of our affections on the ocean - tide of humanity , we may be forced to paddle along its shores , or shelter in its creeks and ...
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... a good deal of bigoted in- tolerance with a deplorable want of self - knowledge in all this ; or at least an equal degree of cant and quackery . To which ever cause we are to attribute this hy- 88 THE SPIRIT OF THE AGE .
... a good deal of bigoted in- tolerance with a deplorable want of self - knowledge in all this ; or at least an equal degree of cant and quackery . To which ever cause we are to attribute this hy- 88 THE SPIRIT OF THE AGE .
Сторінка 89
William Hazlitt. To which ever cause we are to attribute this hy- perbolical tone , we hold it certain he could not have adopted it , if he had been a little man . But his im- posing figure and dignified manner enable him to hazard ...
William Hazlitt. To which ever cause we are to attribute this hy- perbolical tone , we hold it certain he could not have adopted it , if he had been a little man . But his im- posing figure and dignified manner enable him to hazard ...
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... cause , or by showing a sympathy with the general and predominant feel- ings of mankind . In a private room , a satirist , a sophist may provoke admiration by expressing his contempt for each of his adversaries in turn , and by setting ...
... cause , or by showing a sympathy with the general and predominant feel- ings of mankind . In a private room , a satirist , a sophist may provoke admiration by expressing his contempt for each of his adversaries in turn , and by setting ...
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... cause ; and the lightning of generous indignation at bad men and bad measures is followed by thunders of applause - even in the House of Commons . But a man may sneer and cavil and puzzle and fly - blow every question that comes before ...
... cause ; and the lightning of generous indignation at bad men and bad measures is followed by thunders of applause - even in the House of Commons . But a man may sneer and cavil and puzzle and fly - blow every question that comes before ...
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Сторінка 363 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. 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 ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Сторінка 143 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Сторінка 362 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Сторінка 58 - That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct As water is in water.
Сторінка 398 - High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded of things past, And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.
Сторінка 262 - Out went the taper as she hurried in ; Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died: She closed the door, she panted, all akin To spirits of the air, and visions wide : No uttered syllable, or, woe betide...
Сторінка 70 - Diminished shrunk from the more withering scene ! Ah Bard tremendous in sublimity ! Could I behold thee in thy loftier mood Wandering at eve with finely frenzied eye Beneath some vast old tempest-swinging wood ! Awhile with mute awe gazing I would brood : Then weep aloud in a wild ecstasy ! LINES COMPOSED WHILE CLIMBING THE LEFT ASCENT OF BROCKLEY COOMB, SOMERSETSHIRE, MAY, 1795.
Сторінка 382 - Now, upon SYRIA'S land of roses Softly the light of eve reposes, And, like a glory, the broad sun Hangs over sainted LEBANON ; Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens with eternal sleet, While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet.
Сторінка 191 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Сторінка 262 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.