The National Review, Том 15

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Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot
Robert Theobald, 1862
 

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Сторінка 36 - I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave : I am deprived of the residue of my years. I said, I shall not see the LORD, Even the LORD, in the land of the living : I shall behold man no more With the inhabitants of the world.
Сторінка 22 - Sirs, why do ye these things ? We also are men of like passions with you, and preach unto you that ye should turn from these vanities unto the living God, which made heaven, and earth, and the sea, and all things that are therein : who in times past suffered all nations to walk in their own ways.
Сторінка 36 - As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away : So he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
Сторінка 200 - War. Third Edition, Enlarged. Fcap. 8vo, 4?. Plutarch ; his Life, his Lives, and his Morals. Second Edition, Enlarged. Fcap. 8vo, 3*. 6d. Remains of the late Mrs. Richard Trench. Being Selections from her Journals, Letters, and other Papers. New and Cheaper Issue. With Portrait. 8vo, 6s.
Сторінка 134 - Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed; While his bow'd head seem'd list'ning to the Earth, His ancient mother, for some comfort yet.
Сторінка 134 - There was a listening fear in her regard, As if calamity had but begun; As if the vanward clouds of evil days Had spent their malice, and the sullen rear Was with its stored thunder labouring up.
Сторінка 132 - Thea, I feel thee ere I see thy face; Look up, and let me see our doom in it; Look up, and tell me if this feeble shape Is Saturn's; tell me, if thou hear'st the voice Of Saturn; tell me, if this wrinkling brow, Naked and bare of its great diadem, Peers like the front of Saturn.
Сторінка 93 - LOVE and the gentle heart are one same thing, Even as the wise man * in his ditty saith : Each, of itself, would be such life in death As rational soul bereft of reasoning.
Сторінка 318 - Rome disappoints me much ; I hardly as yet understand, but Rubbishy seems the word that most exactly would suit it. All the foolish destructions, and all the sillier savings, All the incongruous things of past incompatible ages, Seem to be treasured up here to make fools of present and future. Would to heaven the old Goths had made a cleaner sweep of it ! Would to heaven some new ones would come and destroy these churches 1 However, one can live in Rome as also in London.

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