The British Quarterly Review, المجلد 23Henry Allon Hodder and Stoughton, 1856 |
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... Poets : Songs from the Dramatists • V. 1. Protestantism and Catholicity compared in their Effects on the Civilization of Europe . By the Rev. J. BALMEZ . 2. Pilgrimage from the Alps to the Tiber ; or , the In- fluence of Romanism on ...
... Poets : Songs from the Dramatists • V. 1. Protestantism and Catholicity compared in their Effects on the Civilization of Europe . By the Rev. J. BALMEZ . 2. Pilgrimage from the Alps to the Tiber ; or , the In- fluence of Romanism on ...
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... poets , politicians , and preachers all united to assure us that the busy and fitful drama which had enlisted the energies , the hopes , the fears , of so many generations , was nearly played out , and that henceforth human progression ...
... poets , politicians , and preachers all united to assure us that the busy and fitful drama which had enlisted the energies , the hopes , the fears , of so many generations , was nearly played out , and that henceforth human progression ...
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... poet would persuade us- selected this opportune moment for another vision . The reve- lation accused Rigdon of being ' exalted in his heart , and despising Audi alteram partem . 65 the counsel of the Lord 64 Mormonism - whence came it ?
... poet would persuade us- selected this opportune moment for another vision . The reve- lation accused Rigdon of being ' exalted in his heart , and despising Audi alteram partem . 65 the counsel of the Lord 64 Mormonism - whence came it ?
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... poet tells us pity is akin to love ; and it is certain that many were drawn over to the ranks of the saints simply on account of their misfortunes . Whatever their faults and follies , these Mor- mons were men - enthusiastic , no doubt ...
... poet tells us pity is akin to love ; and it is certain that many were drawn over to the ranks of the saints simply on account of their misfortunes . Whatever their faults and follies , these Mor- mons were men - enthusiastic , no doubt ...
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Henry Allon. 82 ART IV . - Annotated Edition of the English Poets ; Songs from the Dramatists . London : John W. Parker and Son , West Strand . 1854 . 6 THERE is a pleasant sound about the title , Songs ... Poets: Songs from the Dramatists •
Henry Allon. 82 ART IV . - Annotated Edition of the English Poets ; Songs from the Dramatists . London : John W. Parker and Son , West Strand . 1854 . 6 THERE is a pleasant sound about the title , Songs ... Poets: Songs from the Dramatists •
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الصفحة 200 - For they themselves shew of us what manner of entering in we had unto you, and how ye turned to God from idols to serve the living and true God ; and to wait for his Son from heaven, whom he raised from the dead, even Jesus, which delivered us from the wrath to come.
الصفحة 481 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, ev'n from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height — The locks of the approaching storm.
الصفحة 198 - Now concerning virgins I have no commandment of the Lord : yet I give my judgment, as one that hath obtained mercy of the Lord to be faithful.
الصفحة 103 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 84 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
الصفحة 171 - As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair In leprosy; thin dry blades pricked the mud Which underneath looked kneaded up with blood.
الصفحة 87 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there.
الصفحة 162 - Houses in four straight lines, not a single front awry; You watch who crosses and gossips, who saunters, who hurries by; Green blinds, as a matter of course, to draw when the sun gets high; And the shops with fanciful signs which are painted properly. What of a villa? Though winter be over in March by rights, 'Tis May perhaps ere the...
الصفحة 100 - Samela Like to Diana in her summer weed, Girt with a crimson robe of brightest dye, Goes fair Samela ; Whiter than be the flocks that straggling feed, When washed by Arethusa faint they lie, Is fair Samela; As fair Aurora in her morning...
الصفحة 84 - Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly : There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy, O sweetest Melancholy...