The Manchester iris, Том 1,Випуски 1 – 231822 |
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... mind of the reader . But then comes the hero 6 · the sentiment ; wholly unnatural and im- pure . Can these be eulogized ? No ! What though the piece might entertain , it cannot edify -- is decisive ; -Curiosity dissipates ; and , desire ...
... mind of the reader . But then comes the hero 6 · the sentiment ; wholly unnatural and im- pure . Can these be eulogized ? No ! What though the piece might entertain , it cannot edify -- is decisive ; -Curiosity dissipates ; and , desire ...
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... mind . This is particularly necessary when circumstances oblige them to be solitary . Another requisite is , that they should not be expensive , for , from whatever cause , studious persons are seldom rich . It is my intention in the ...
... mind . This is particularly necessary when circumstances oblige them to be solitary . Another requisite is , that they should not be expensive , for , from whatever cause , studious persons are seldom rich . It is my intention in the ...
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... mind , than to hear the most lanous , and misanthropic recluse . just and noble sentiments , clothed in the most elegant language , and delivered with all the graces of pronunciation and action . Of the Atmospherical Pressure and ...
... mind , than to hear the most lanous , and misanthropic recluse . just and noble sentiments , clothed in the most elegant language , and delivered with all the graces of pronunciation and action . Of the Atmospherical Pressure and ...
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... mind , which has been who is well drawu in the first part ; but with his the principal characteristic of most of our greatest change in the latter part of the play , the spectator is bards . But Byron has not , like them , given the gi ...
... mind , which has been who is well drawu in the first part ; but with his the principal characteristic of most of our greatest change in the latter part of the play , the spectator is bards . But Byron has not , like them , given the gi ...
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... mind : Without my aid you neither can smell see nor hear ; I am always in courage , tho ' constant in fear . I shall ever be found to abide with the dead , And am ever in laughter , tho ' ne'er out of dread . I am seen with the careless ...
... mind : Without my aid you neither can smell see nor hear ; I am always in courage , tho ' constant in fear . I shall ever be found to abide with the dead , And am ever in laughter , tho ' ne'er out of dread . I am seen with the careless ...
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Сторінка 56 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Сторінка 74 - I will not undertake to maintain, against the concurrent and unvaried testimony of all ages, and of all nations. There is no people, rude or learned, among whom apparitions of the dead are not related and believed. This opinion, which prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth...
Сторінка 122 - There he stood, pointing me out with his dusky finger to the mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soot-inflamed...
Сторінка 118 - A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Сторінка 118 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
Сторінка 123 - ... wine, naming the brewer, and protesting, if it were not good, he should lose their custom ; with a special recommendation to wipe the lip before drinking. Then we had our toasts — "the King...
Сторінка 122 - ... of a gentleman might endure it, to have remained his butt and his mockery till midnight. I am by theory obdurate to the seductiveness of what are called a fine set of teeth. Every pair of rosy lips (the ladies must pardon me) is a casket presumably holding such jewels ; but, methinks, they should take leave to " air " them as frugally as possible.
Сторінка 68 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Сторінка 92 - CHLOE'S eye; Then, trembling, left its coral cell — The spring of Sensibility ! Sweet drop of pure and pearly light! In thee the rays of Virtue shine; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine. Benign restorer of the soul ! Who ever...
Сторінка 92 - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.