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... force , so abundant is admirable reviewing , so copious is diffusive learning and distraction , so tempting is it to write the dashing article , or thunder- clap railway reading , instead of quietly sobering the brain that it may be ...
... force , so abundant is admirable reviewing , so copious is diffusive learning and distraction , so tempting is it to write the dashing article , or thunder- clap railway reading , instead of quietly sobering the brain that it may be ...
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... force of his language , that we are compelled to respect him as an author , even when we see the exaggeration of his views , the perver- sion in his statements . Yet even Macaulay , though he tries hard to make a hero out of that ...
... force of his language , that we are compelled to respect him as an author , even when we see the exaggeration of his views , the perver- sion in his statements . Yet even Macaulay , though he tries hard to make a hero out of that ...
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... forces ; a struggle which had been sketched so vigorously by himself in many Essays , and again in the splendid introduction to his first volume of the " History . " But it is idle to regret this now . The reign of James II . , with the ...
... forces ; a struggle which had been sketched so vigorously by himself in many Essays , and again in the splendid introduction to his first volume of the " History . " But it is idle to regret this now . The reign of James II . , with the ...
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... forces its way straight to the native instincts of our race . We hear his voice and we are thrilled whilst we listen , as by the awakening summons of a trumpet . In the Preface to the English collection of his " Essays Contributed to ...
... forces its way straight to the native instincts of our race . We hear his voice and we are thrilled whilst we listen , as by the awakening summons of a trumpet . In the Preface to the English collection of his " Essays Contributed to ...
الصفحة 47
... force ? What a mass of chaos and confusion the world of literature would run to were this adopted as one of the standing canons of criticism ? Of no an cient work that ever was written , perhaps , have we the original manuscript . In ...
... force ? What a mass of chaos and confusion the world of literature would run to were this adopted as one of the standing canons of criticism ? Of no an cient work that ever was written , perhaps , have we the original manuscript . In ...
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الصفحة 53 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
الصفحة 149 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere : I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God, within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity ! Life — that in me has rest, As I — undying Life — have power in thee ! Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts : unutterably vain ; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main...
الصفحة 209 - With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What! may it be that even in heavenly place That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
الصفحة 213 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jaeet ! Lastly, whereas this book, by the title it hath, calls itself The First Part of tlie General History of the World...
الصفحة 95 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
الصفحة 340 - The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.
الصفحة 273 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
الصفحة 274 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames...
الصفحة 208 - Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learnt, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true? 'The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
الصفحة 208 - Then didst thou grant mine asking with a smile, Like wealthy men who care not how they give. But thy strong Hours indignant work'd their wills, And beat me down and marr'd and wasted me, And tho...