Periodical Criticism, Volumen2Cadell, 1835 |
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... seemed as if he was alive . And it had on painted hose of black and white , so cunningly painted , that no man who saw them would have thought but that they were grieves and cuishes , unless he had laid his hand upon them ; and they put ...
... seemed as if he was alive . And it had on painted hose of black and white , so cunningly painted , that no man who saw them would have thought but that they were grieves and cuishes , unless he had laid his hand upon them ; and they put ...
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... seemed diametrically opposed and irre- concilable , but which the allegorist has contrived should nevertheless illustrate each other . In some cases , the parable possesses the interest of the rid- dle itself ; the examination and ...
... seemed diametrically opposed and irre- concilable , but which the allegorist has contrived should nevertheless illustrate each other . In some cases , the parable possesses the interest of the rid- dle itself ; the examination and ...
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... seemed to converse with their spirits . She owned , she had been tempted to plunge herself into the waves to meet them . She heard their voices speaking to her in the hollow wind , and saw their faces riding on the top of the waves by ...
... seemed to converse with their spirits . She owned , she had been tempted to plunge herself into the waves to meet them . She heard their voices speaking to her in the hollow wind , and saw their faces riding on the top of the waves by ...
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... seemed to be at my coin- mand . I know not whether this speech was to be considered as earnest , or as the Sardonic and bitter jest of a maniac . But , while I was still speaking , I saw her move - if I live , I saw it . She turned her ...
... seemed to be at my coin- mand . I know not whether this speech was to be considered as earnest , or as the Sardonic and bitter jest of a maniac . But , while I was still speaking , I saw her move - if I live , I saw it . She turned her ...
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... seemed deter- mined to show us that his vein though fertile was not inexhaustible , and that the friend of Garrick , of Goldsmith , and of Johnson , could write plays fit only to be prefatory to the more important mat- ter of Mother ...
... seemed deter- mined to show us that his vein though fertile was not inexhaustible , and that the friend of Garrick , of Goldsmith , and of Johnson , could write plays fit only to be prefatory to the more important mat- ter of Mother ...
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Página 115 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Página 271 - This opinion, which perhaps prevails as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth: those that never heard of one another would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some who deny it with their tongues confess it by their fears.
Página 274 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.
Página 321 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Página 115 - Wouldst thou divert thyself from melancholy? Wouldst thou be pleasant, yet be far from folly? Wouldst thou read riddles, and their explanation, Or else be drowned in thy contemplation? Dost thou love picking meat? Or wouldst thou see A man i' th' clouds and hear him speak to thee?
Página 275 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth 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, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Página 81 - Just when he was come over against the mouth of the burning pit, one of the wicked ones got behind him, and stepped up softly to him, and whisperingly suggested many grievous blasphemies to him, which he verily thought had proceeded from his own mind.
Página 275 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Página 171 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Página 258 - I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.