The New Monthly Magazine, المجلد 3E. Littell, 1822 |
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... interest will be but a dead letter . Such things must be left to chance - a good stock of animal spirits is , after all , the best compagnon de voyage ; it enables one to quaff the delicious draught of novelty , unmixed with that ...
... interest will be but a dead letter . Such things must be left to chance - a good stock of animal spirits is , after all , the best compagnon de voyage ; it enables one to quaff the delicious draught of novelty , unmixed with that ...
الصفحة 20
... interests of a well - established artist . The British School of Painting ( in a rapid state of advancement ) owes its ... interest any longer to encourage those of the Continent . In the most justly cherished branch of painting - the ...
... interests of a well - established artist . The British School of Painting ( in a rapid state of advancement ) owes its ... interest any longer to encourage those of the Continent . In the most justly cherished branch of painting - the ...
الصفحة 24
... Vaucluse , for beauty and interest . Its singularity is not less remarkable than its beauty . The water is furnished by the small Lakes of Joux and Rousses , which are situated above 24 Letters on a Tour in Switzerland .
... Vaucluse , for beauty and interest . Its singularity is not less remarkable than its beauty . The water is furnished by the small Lakes of Joux and Rousses , which are situated above 24 Letters on a Tour in Switzerland .
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... interest . Monsieur de Chateaubriand would say that the hand of man has here been kept in awe , and checked by the overwhelming wonders of the universe , and the præsens Deus , which manifests itself in every glacier and every valley ...
... interest . Monsieur de Chateaubriand would say that the hand of man has here been kept in awe , and checked by the overwhelming wonders of the universe , and the præsens Deus , which manifests itself in every glacier and every valley ...
الصفحة 29
... interest in our eyes , but even the scenes which they have alluded to in their works ex- cite a portion of the same feeling . Nay , even the places which have been chosen by our writers of fiction , our dramatists , and our novelists ...
... interest in our eyes , but even the scenes which they have alluded to in their works ex- cite a portion of the same feeling . Nay , even the places which have been chosen by our writers of fiction , our dramatists , and our novelists ...
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admiration ancient appears Ariosto beauty called Catiline character church death delight Dublin effect Elgin Marbles England English epic poetry eyes fair fancy favour feel feet flowers French garden gaze genius give glacier Greek Guy's Cliff hand happy head heart Heaven Hesiod honour hope hour human imagination King lady letter light live London look Lord lover Martyr of Antioch Megabyzus mind Mont Blanc moral morning mountain nature never night o'er object observed once Parthenon passed passion Père La Chaise perhaps Petrarch Plato play pleasure poem poet poetical poetry possess present racter reader round Sallanche scene seems smile song SONNET soul spirit sweet taste Terpander thee thing thou thought tion town Vaud Velant verses Voltaire whole young youth
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الصفحة 415 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
الصفحة 491 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
الصفحة 238 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
الصفحة 236 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
الصفحة 237 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
الصفحة 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
الصفحة 236 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
الصفحة 220 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
الصفحة 491 - This dish of meat is too good for any but Anglers, or very honest men ; and I trust, you will prove both, and therefore I have trusted you with this secret.
الصفحة 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.