The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Volumen31Henry Colburn and Company, 1831 |
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... side of such vast intellects as Scott or Goethe . Yet have we not with our own ears , heard the former contemptuously dismissed as an over moral twaddler , ' and the latter classed among the authors that are more praised than loved ...
... side of such vast intellects as Scott or Goethe . Yet have we not with our own ears , heard the former contemptuously dismissed as an over moral twaddler , ' and the latter classed among the authors that are more praised than loved ...
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... side - farewell ! “ How sad the steps of those who , born among you , depart from you ! Even in the fancy of a man who leaves you of his own choice , allured by prospects of fortune smiling upon him in far - off countries — even in his ...
... side - farewell ! “ How sad the steps of those who , born among you , depart from you ! Even in the fancy of a man who leaves you of his own choice , allured by prospects of fortune smiling upon him in far - off countries — even in his ...
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... side , only to distribute it bountifully to every stream . Manzoni's Capuchins can , indeed , hold a different language . Famine , pestilence , have always been the battle - field of these mean and ignorant , but brave and devoted ...
... side , only to distribute it bountifully to every stream . Manzoni's Capuchins can , indeed , hold a different language . Famine , pestilence , have always been the battle - field of these mean and ignorant , but brave and devoted ...
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... side . Upon thy guiltless remains no harsh word shall be spoken . Die , and let thy bloodless countenance settle in peace , let thy look be as it was , when , unconscious of a deceitful future , it expressed none but the purest maidenly ...
... side . Upon thy guiltless remains no harsh word shall be spoken . Die , and let thy bloodless countenance settle in peace , let thy look be as it was , when , unconscious of a deceitful future , it expressed none but the purest maidenly ...
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... side , and running his bark into every creek and harbour which he passed . And while Zimnis lay wounded , fainting , and dying , in his solitary cell - while Myrrha sped over the burning sands to the cave of the Christian - while Oëri ...
... side , and running his bark into every creek and harbour which he passed . And while Zimnis lay wounded , fainting , and dying , in his solitary cell - while Myrrha sped over the burning sands to the cave of the Christian - while Oëri ...
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Página 293 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 293 - The Epipsychidion is a mystery ; as to real flesh and blood, you know that I do not deal in those articles ; you might as well go to a ginshop for a leg of mutton, as expect anything human or earthly from me.
Página 235 - Thoughts of great deeds were mine, dear Friend, when first The clouds which wrap this world from youth did pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas!
Página 238 - No one knows better than their real author, that his opinions and mine differ materially upon the metaphysical portion of that work ; though in common with all who are not blinded by baseness and bigotry, I highly admire the poetry of that and his other publications.
Página 238 - I have not seen this production for several years ; I doubt not but that it is perfectly worthless in point of literary composition ; and that in all that concerns moral and political speculation, as well as in the subtler discriminations of metaphysical and religious doctrine, it is still more crude and immature.
Página 294 - He was the most gentle, most amiable, and least worldly-minded person I ever met; full of delicacy, disinterested beyond all other men, and possessing a degree of genius, joined to a simplicity, as rare as it is admirable. He had formed to himself a beau ideal of all that is fine, high-minded, and noble, and he acted up to this ideal even to the very letter.
Página 235 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Página 403 - Now sing ye the death-song, and loudly pray For the soul of my Knight so dear ; And call me a widow this wretched day, Since the warning of God is here ! For...
Página 292 - ALAS ! good friend, what profit can you see In hating such a hateless thing as me ? There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side. In vain would you assuage Your frowns upon an unresisting smile, In which not even contempt lurks, to beguile Your heart, by some faint sympathy of hate.
Página 235 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.