Chats on Writers and Books, Volume 2C. H. Sergel, 1903 - Authors, English |
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... LOCKHART , A " QUARTERLY " REVIEWER .. " BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE " . PROF . JOHN WILSON , ONE OF THE KINGS OF MEN ..... WILLIAM MAGINN , SCHOLAR , HUMORIST , BOHEMIAN .. iii 137 143 149 154 160 ..... M735600 FRANCIS MAHONY - FATHER PROUT ...
... LOCKHART , A " QUARTERLY " REVIEWER .. " BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE " . PROF . JOHN WILSON , ONE OF THE KINGS OF MEN ..... WILLIAM MAGINN , SCHOLAR , HUMORIST , BOHEMIAN .. iii 137 143 149 154 160 ..... M735600 FRANCIS MAHONY - FATHER PROUT ...
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... - lished , and they show that for many years Mr. Croker lived on terms of intimacy with the Duke of Wellington , Sir Robert Peel , Sir Walter Scott , Mr. Lockhart and many other distinguished men ; that he 141 JOHN WILSON CROKER .
... - lished , and they show that for many years Mr. Croker lived on terms of intimacy with the Duke of Wellington , Sir Robert Peel , Sir Walter Scott , Mr. Lockhart and many other distinguished men ; that he 141 JOHN WILSON CROKER .
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John N. Crawford. Mr. Lockhart and many other distinguished men ; that he stood high in the councils of the Tory party , was one of its recognized leaders and that an ... LOCKHART , 66 A QUARTERLY " REVIEWER . 142 CHATS ON WRITERS AND BOOKS .
John N. Crawford. Mr. Lockhart and many other distinguished men ; that he stood high in the councils of the Tory party , was one of its recognized leaders and that an ... LOCKHART , 66 A QUARTERLY " REVIEWER . 142 CHATS ON WRITERS AND BOOKS .
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John N. Crawford. JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART , 66 A QUARTERLY " REVIEWER . ( 1794-1854 . ) JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART Succeeded Gifford as editor of the Quarterly and the review lost noth- ing of its causticity by the change . Lockhart was never ...
John N. Crawford. JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART , 66 A QUARTERLY " REVIEWER . ( 1794-1854 . ) JOHN GIBSON LOCKHART Succeeded Gifford as editor of the Quarterly and the review lost noth- ing of its causticity by the change . Lockhart was never ...
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... Lockhart was the son of a Scotch minister and was born at Cambusnethan in 1794 . He was educated at Glasgow and Oxford , and as a young man settled down in Edinburgh to pursue a vocation at the bar . But his delight was in lit- erature ...
... Lockhart was the son of a Scotch minister and was born at Cambusnethan in 1794 . He was educated at Glasgow and Oxford , and as a young man settled down in Edinburgh to pursue a vocation at the bar . But his delight was in lit- erature ...
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Page 61 - That young lady had a talent for describing the involvements and feelings and characters of ordinary life, which is to me the most wonderful I ever met with. The Big Bow-wow strain I can do myself like any now going ; but the exquisite touch, which renders ordinary commonplace things and characters interesting, from the truth of the description and the sentiment, is denied to me.
Page 250 - O God, if there be a God, save my soul, if I have a soul !' This was followed by a general laugh.
Page 277 - Kneel undisturbed, fair saint ! Pour out your praise or plaint Meekly and duly ; I will not enter there, To sully your pure prayer With thoughts unruly. But suffer me to pace Round the forbidden place, Lingering a minute Like outcast spirits who wait And see through Heaven's gate Angels within it.
Page 278 - Ah me ! how quick the days are flitting ! I mind me of a time that's gone, When here I'd sit, as now I'm sitting, In this same place — but not alone. A fair young form was nestled near me, A dear, dear face looked fondly up, And sweetly spoke and smiled to cheer me — There?s no one now to share my cup.
Page 36 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears , Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept And sleeping when she died.
Page 180 - She was tumbled early, by accident or design, into a spacious closet of good old English reading, without much selection or prohibition, and browsed at will upon that fair and wholesome pasturage. Had I twenty girls, they should be brought up exactly in this fashion.
Page 279 - Long, long through the hours, and the night, and the chimes, Here we talk of old books, and old friends, and old times ; As we sit in a fog made of rich Latakie This chamber is pleasant to you, friend, and me. But of all the cheap treasures that garnish my nest, There's one that I love and I cherish the best : For the finest of couches that's padded with hair I never would change thee, my cane-bottom'd chair.
Page 243 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows...
Page 277 - ALTHOUGH I enter not, Yet round about the spot Ofttimes I hover ; And near the sacred gate, With longing eyes I wait, Expectant of her.
Page 181 - I wish the good old times would come again," she said, " when we were not quite so rich. I do not mean that I want to be poor ; but there was a middle state" — so she was pleased to ramble on — " in which I am sure we were a great deal happier. A purchase is but a purchase, now that you have money enough and to spare. Formerly it used tor be a triumph.