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... merit of all other virtues . Addicting themselves , as they are apt to do , to the ex- clusive cultivation of that style to which the bent of their own genius naturally inclines them , they look everywhere for those beauties of which it ...
... merit of all other virtues . Addicting themselves , as they are apt to do , to the ex- clusive cultivation of that style to which the bent of their own genius naturally inclines them , they look everywhere for those beauties of which it ...
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... merit enough to deserve our remembrance ; and if some few have such redundant merit of good fortune , as to be in the hands and the minds of all the world , it was neces- sary , even then , to give some extracts from them , — that the ...
... merit enough to deserve our remembrance ; and if some few have such redundant merit of good fortune , as to be in the hands and the minds of all the world , it was neces- sary , even then , to give some extracts from them , — that the ...
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... merit . Yet as this drama is a picture of rustic Scotland , it would perhaps be saying little for its fidelity , if it yielded no more agreeableness to the breast of a native than he could expound to a stranger by the strict letter of ...
... merit . Yet as this drama is a picture of rustic Scotland , it would perhaps be saying little for its fidelity , if it yielded no more agreeableness to the breast of a native than he could expound to a stranger by the strict letter of ...
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... merit of that class of writers to which the author before us belongs ; and that it will very greatly shorten what we have still to say on the characteristics of our older dramatists . An opinion prevails very generally on the Continent ...
... merit of that class of writers to which the author before us belongs ; and that it will very greatly shorten what we have still to say on the characteristics of our older dramatists . An opinion prevails very generally on the Continent ...
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... merit in the perform- ance . We have no doubt at all , however , that it is to be ascribed merely to the writer's carelessness , or change of purpose ; and have never failed to feel it a great blemish in every serious piece where it ...
... merit in the perform- ance . We have no doubt at all , however , that it is to be ascribed merely to the writer's carelessness , or change of purpose ; and have never failed to feel it a great blemish in every serious piece where it ...
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Сторінка 455 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro. And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated...
Сторінка 79 - Would he were fatter: — But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Сторінка 455 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Сторінка 84 - Give me my ROmeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Сторінка 157 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Сторінка 158 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And, " Let us worship God,
Сторінка 74 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Сторінка 159 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Сторінка 195 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Сторінка 158 - But, hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same. Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...