The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 41W. Curry, jun., and Company, 1853 |
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... party , no rank ; but we hailed every one as a true brother or sister who could show the credentials of learning , or the nobility of genius . And in such a spirit , and with such resources , have we marched forward through the years ...
... party , no rank ; but we hailed every one as a true brother or sister who could show the credentials of learning , or the nobility of genius . And in such a spirit , and with such resources , have we marched forward through the years ...
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... party trade , lies in the truth- that social regeneration must be begun by absolute authority , and can advance towards permanency and perfection only in proportion as a capacity for self - government is developed among the people , by ...
... party trade , lies in the truth- that social regeneration must be begun by absolute authority , and can advance towards permanency and perfection only in proportion as a capacity for self - government is developed among the people , by ...
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... party . He would not speak of her . True , she avoided him in my presence , and his very at- tentions were tinged with something of bitterness . But what of that ? The thing was not plain , perhaps , but pro- bable probable . I will ...
... party . He would not speak of her . True , she avoided him in my presence , and his very at- tentions were tinged with something of bitterness . But what of that ? The thing was not plain , perhaps , but pro- bable probable . I will ...
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... party to , and , generally , what secrets I have to divulge . Let this go on , until her inmost heart is probed ; and then , and not till then , release her . The trial will be a sharp and terrible one , but it will be final and ...
... party to , and , generally , what secrets I have to divulge . Let this go on , until her inmost heart is probed ; and then , and not till then , release her . The trial will be a sharp and terrible one , but it will be final and ...
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... party , and taking you off together in the tumbril which is waiting for us down below in the court . " " Hush ! I'm silent . Don't breathe a word . If I must go , God's will be done . One prayer before this crucifix , and I am ready ...
... party , and taking you off together in the tumbril which is waiting for us down below in the court . " " Hush ! I'm silent . Don't breathe a word . If I must go , God's will be done . One prayer before this crucifix , and I am ready ...
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Page 332 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Page 545 - But the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and there shall no torment touch them. In the sight of the unwise they seemed to die: and their departure is taken for misery. And their going from us to be utter destruction: but they are in peace.
Page 252 - 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!
Page 442 - All fly to Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain.
Page 244 - Here lies old Hobson. Death hath broke his girt, And here, alas! hath laid him in the dirt; Or else, the ways being foul, twenty to one He's here stuck in a slough, and overthrown. 'Twas such a shifter that, if truth were known, Death was half glad when he had got him down; For he had any time this ten years full Dodged with him betwixt Cambridge and The Bull.
Page 578 - At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 591 - Surely the wrath of man shall praise thee : the remainder of wrath shalt thou restrain.
Page 291 - Ah ! as I listened with a heart forlorn, The pulses of my being beat anew : And even as life returns upon the drowned, Life's joy rekindling roused a throng of pains — Keen pangs of Love, awakening as a babe Turbulent, with an outcry in the heart...
Page 573 - There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 148 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.