The New Monthly Magazine, Том 10E. Littell, 1825 |
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... live under domestic in- fluence and parental authority . I will not , however , repeat my argu- ments on this subject ; for as far as I can judge of general belief , it is by no means averse to London being the place of a college . The ...
... live under domestic in- fluence and parental authority . I will not , however , repeat my argu- ments on this subject ; for as far as I can judge of general belief , it is by no means averse to London being the place of a college . The ...
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... live like noblemen . They have splendid houses , fine horses and car- riages - keep good tables - have excellent wines ; and withal are ex- tremely hospitable , a circumstance which is easily explained without supposing , as has been ...
... live like noblemen . They have splendid houses , fine horses and car- riages - keep good tables - have excellent wines ; and withal are ex- tremely hospitable , a circumstance which is easily explained without supposing , as has been ...
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... live in an age of sentiment , instead of your mere periwigs , and reds and whites ! —The first step in taste is to dis- like all artifice ; the next is to demand nature in her perfection ; but the best of all is to find out the hidden ...
... live in an age of sentiment , instead of your mere periwigs , and reds and whites ! —The first step in taste is to dis- like all artifice ; the next is to demand nature in her perfection ; but the best of all is to find out the hidden ...
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... live in the mountain - pines , The sighing of reeds as the day declines , The wings flitting home through the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low , The voice of the night - bird that sends a A Voyager's Dream of Land ...
... live in the mountain - pines , The sighing of reeds as the day declines , The wings flitting home through the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low , The voice of the night - bird that sends a A Voyager's Dream of Land ...
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... live longer than they used , but they talk and write infinitely more ; and as every thing is published , the public mind , crushed by the unwieldy bulk of the press , is like a sickly bantling overlaid by its corpulent nurse . The ...
... live longer than they used , but they talk and write infinitely more ; and as every thing is published , the public mind , crushed by the unwieldy bulk of the press , is like a sickly bantling overlaid by its corpulent nurse . The ...
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Сторінка 418 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Сторінка 445 - The voice, the glance, the heart I sought — give answer, where are they ? If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! " Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire, Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed,— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head...
Сторінка 548 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Сторінка 298 - Its roof star-pictured Nature's ceiling, Where trancing the rapt spirit's feeling, And God himself to man revealing, The harmonious spheres Make music, though unheard their pealing By mortal ears. Fair stars ! are not your beings pure ? Can sin, can death your worlds obscure ? Else why so swell the thoughts at your Aspect above ? Ye must be Heavens that make us sure Of heavenly love ! And in your harmony sublime ' I 'read the doom of distant time ; That man's regenerate soul from crime Shall yet...
Сторінка 548 - ... where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain; He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain.
Сторінка 192 - We have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins." He passed into the heavens ; and being the brightness of the glory of God, " and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high ;" and ever liveth to make intercession for us.
Сторінка 557 - And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Сторінка 356 - Some trust in chariots, and some in horses : but we will remember the name of the LORD our God. . 8 They are brought down and fallen : but we are risen, and stand upright.
Сторінка 444 - A lowly knee to earth he bent, his father's hand he took, — What was there in its touch that all his fiery spirit shook? That hand was cold — a frozen thing — it dropped from his like lead: He looked up to the face above — the face was of the dead!
Сторінка 154 - Peut-on s'ennuyer en des lieux Honorés par les pas , éclairés par les yeux D'une aimable et vive princesse , A pied blanc et mignon , à brune et longue tresse? ::Nez troussé , c'est un charme encor selon mon sens , C'en est même un des plus puissants. Pour moi , le temps d'aimer est passé , je l'avoue...