Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, المجلدات 5-6Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1880 |
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... Scott ... 334 Address to the Mummy in Belzoni's Exhibition .... Thomas Haynes Bayly ( 1797-1839 ) ... 878 Address to a Wife .. 379 ..337 Oh no , we never Mention Him ...... 379 Rev. John Keble ( 1792-1866 ) .. .380 John Wilson ( 1785 ...
... Scott ... 334 Address to the Mummy in Belzoni's Exhibition .... Thomas Haynes Bayly ( 1797-1839 ) ... 878 Address to a Wife .. 379 ..337 Oh no , we never Mention Him ...... 379 Rev. John Keble ( 1792-1866 ) .. .380 John Wilson ( 1785 ...
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... Scott is inferior only to that of Shakspeare ; in criticism , a new era may be dated from the establishment of the Edinburgh Review ; ' and in historical composi- tion , if we have no Hume or Gibbon , we have the results of valuable and ...
... Scott is inferior only to that of Shakspeare ; in criticism , a new era may be dated from the establishment of the Edinburgh Review ; ' and in historical composi- tion , if we have no Hume or Gibbon , we have the results of valuable and ...
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... Scott may be added to that of Sir Wil- liam Jones , for the great novelist has stated that he required seven hours of total uncon- sciousness to fit him for the duties of the day . As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men ...
... Scott may be added to that of Sir Wil- liam Jones , for the great novelist has stated that he required seven hours of total uncon- sciousness to fit him for the duties of the day . As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men ...
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... Scott , which , without increasing or dimin- ishing the real value of the materials moulded upon it , does wonders in facilitating its currency while it has novelty , and is often found to impede its reception when the mode has passed ...
... Scott , which , without increasing or dimin- ishing the real value of the materials moulded upon it , does wonders in facilitating its currency while it has novelty , and is often found to impede its reception when the mode has passed ...
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... Scott excels in painting battle - pieces , as overseen by some interested spectator . Eliza at Minden is circumstanced so nearly like Clara at Flodden , that the mighty Minstrel of the North may possibly have caught the idea of the ...
... Scott excels in painting battle - pieces , as overseen by some interested spectator . Eliza at Minden is circumstanced so nearly like Clara at Flodden , that the mighty Minstrel of the North may possibly have caught the idea of the ...
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الصفحة 140 - tis her privilege. Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
الصفحة 324 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
الصفحة 158 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
الصفحة 290 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
الصفحة 137 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
الصفحة 247 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
الصفحة 26 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
الصفحة 138 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood.
الصفحة 297 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
الصفحة 291 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.