The Prose Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Biographical memoirs of eminent novelistsR.Cadell, 1834 - France |
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... language can be more distinct . But even in the particular passages where both had in view to excite the reader's pathetic sympathy , the modes resorted to are different . The pathos of Sterne in some degree resembles his humour , and ...
... language can be more distinct . But even in the particular passages where both had in view to excite the reader's pathetic sympathy , the modes resorted to are different . The pathos of Sterne in some degree resembles his humour , and ...
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... languages . If she had any advantage over other young persons , it must have been in the society of her father , who was himself not only an elegant poet and a scholar , but a man of infinite wit and imagination , and it was scarce ...
... languages . If she had any advantage over other young persons , it must have been in the society of her father , who was himself not only an elegant poet and a scholar , but a man of infinite wit and imagination , and it was scarce ...
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... language , his wife accom- panied him to Dieppe , and having made such arrangements for his comfort as the time admitted of , she returned in the same packet which had taken her over , with the hope of surmounting the fresh difficulties ...
... language , his wife accom- panied him to Dieppe , and having made such arrangements for his comfort as the time admitted of , she returned in the same packet which had taken her over , with the hope of surmounting the fresh difficulties ...
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... language , and exaggerated expressions , which literary ladies are often distinguished by , but always expressed herself with the utmost sim- plicity . She composed with greater facility than others could transcribe , and never would ...
... language , and exaggerated expressions , which literary ladies are often distinguished by , but always expressed herself with the utmost sim- plicity . She composed with greater facility than others could transcribe , and never would ...
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... language fitted to their station in life ; nor are there many dialogues to be found which are at once so entertaining , and approach so nearly to truth and reality . The evanescent tone of the highest fashionable society is not easily ...
... language fitted to their station in life ; nor are there many dialogues to be found which are at once so entertaining , and approach so nearly to truth and reality . The evanescent tone of the highest fashionable society is not easily ...
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Page 373 - Clarens ! sweet Clarens, birthplace of deep Love ! Thine air is the young breath of passionate thought ; Thy trees take root in Love ; the snows above The very Glaciers have his colours caught, And sun-set into rose-hues sees them wrought By rays which sleep there lovingly...
Page 384 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, — nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them ; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, Had I not filed W my mind, which thus itself subdued.
Page 228 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 243 - TIME rolls his ceaseless course. The race of yore Who danced our infancy upon their knee, And told our marvelling boyhood legends store, Of their strange ventures happ'd by land or sea, How are they blotted from the things that be ! How few, all weak and withered of their force, Wait, on the verge of dark eternity, Like stranded wrecks, the tide returning hoarse, To sweep them from our sight! Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Page 224 - WHEREVER .God erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there...
Page 276 - At his first coming on board us, he had so much forgot his language, for want of use, that we could scarce understand him, for he seemed to speak his words by halves.
Page 375 - For then he was inspired, and from him came, As from the Pythian's mystic cave of yore, Those oracles which set the world in flame, Nor ceased to burn till kingdoms were no more...
Page 377 - O'er the sea And from the mountains where I now respire, Fain would I waft such blessing upon thee, As, with a sigh, I deem thou might'st have been to me.
Page 227 - If one severe law were made and punctually executed, that whoever was found at a conventicle should be banished th'e nation and the preacher be hanged, we should soon see an end of the tale. They would all come to church, and one age would make us all one again.
Page 338 - Harold, nor any of the most beautiful of Byron's earlier tales, contain more exquisite morsels of poetry than are to be found scattered through the cantos of Don Juan, amidst verses which the author appears to have thrown off with an effort as spontaneous as that of a tree resigning its leaves to the wind.