Analectic Magazine: Containing Selections from Foreign Reviews and Magazines, Том 3James Maxwell, 1814 |
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... society is in its spring , and the sentiment of patriotism awakes only to contests of emulation , and the fierce desire of glory ; very different are the effects of those profligate contentions which , in the old age of a nation , are ...
... society is in its spring , and the sentiment of patriotism awakes only to contests of emulation , and the fierce desire of glory ; very different are the effects of those profligate contentions which , in the old age of a nation , are ...
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... society , in imitation , and in ridicule of the philosopher's levity , insolence , and dogmatism . That he may insensibly have acquired some habits from the profound attention he paid to the works of Bolingbroke , for the sake of ...
... society , in imitation , and in ridicule of the philosopher's levity , insolence , and dogmatism . That he may insensibly have acquired some habits from the profound attention he paid to the works of Bolingbroke , for the sake of ...
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... society , was , in an eminent degree , the advantage and felicity of Burke . In this , perhaps , he has excelled all other orators , whether ancient or modern . It cannot be pretended that Mr. Burke was not a party man . For the greater ...
... society , was , in an eminent degree , the advantage and felicity of Burke . In this , perhaps , he has excelled all other orators , whether ancient or modern . It cannot be pretended that Mr. Burke was not a party man . For the greater ...
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... society with those whose maxims and principles appear to us to militate against the repose of mankind . That these separations , coöperating with the effect which had been produced by his excessive and unseemly violence in the pro ...
... society with those whose maxims and principles appear to us to militate against the repose of mankind . That these separations , coöperating with the effect which had been produced by his excessive and unseemly violence in the pro ...
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... Society . 8vo . pp . 488. Philadelphia , published by Mathew Carey . 1812 . [ From the Eclectic Review , for August , 1813. ] IF other indications of the national character would warrant us , we should be willing to impute it to a ...
... Society . 8vo . pp . 488. Philadelphia , published by Mathew Carey . 1812 . [ From the Eclectic Review , for August , 1813. ] IF other indications of the national character would warrant us , we should be willing to impute it to a ...
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Сторінка 246 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Сторінка 257 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Сторінка 364 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Сторінка 365 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.
Сторінка 363 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep f alleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Сторінка 484 - O early ripe! to thy abundant store What could advancing age have added more? It might (what Nature never gives the young) Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But satire needs not those, and wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Сторінка 363 - And it came to pass on the third day in the morning, that there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick cloud upon the mount and the voice of the trumpet exceeding loud ; so that all the people that were in the camp trembled.
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Сторінка 247 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Сторінка 403 - And something previous even to taste - 'tis sense: Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven, And, though no science, fairly worth the seven: A light, which in yourself you must perceive ; Jones and Le Notre have it not to give.