New Monthly Magazine, Volume 8Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Thomas Hood, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1823 |
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473 , X. 536 The Napoleon Memoirs 180 The Sword of the Tomb ; a Northern Legend 190 Mr. Irving 193 The Trance of Love , from the Italian 203 The Ladies versus the Gentlemen ib . London Lyrics : Five Hundred a Year 207 Why do we Love ?
473 , X. 536 The Napoleon Memoirs 180 The Sword of the Tomb ; a Northern Legend 190 Mr. Irving 193 The Trance of Love , from the Italian 203 The Ladies versus the Gentlemen ib . London Lyrics : Five Hundred a Year 207 Why do we Love ?
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A similar train of reflection will suggest the propriety of setting the Music to sentences of interrogation in uscent ; because in asking questions we generally modulate the voice from grave to acute . The Italian , indeed , has no ...
A similar train of reflection will suggest the propriety of setting the Music to sentences of interrogation in uscent ; because in asking questions we generally modulate the voice from grave to acute . The Italian , indeed , has no ...
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228 , is an admirable portrait , by Rubens , of a Venetian lady ; painted probably at the time he was in Italy , and studying the works of Titian ; for it has more of that artist's intellectual style of expression , and less of his own ...
228 , is an admirable portrait , by Rubens , of a Venetian lady ; painted probably at the time he was in Italy , and studying the works of Titian ; for it has more of that artist's intellectual style of expression , and less of his own ...
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Being a tolerably good French and Italian scholar , and having a bowing acquaintance with our best English writers , I thought I should find myself pretty much au fait to the young lady's indigo ; and I entered the list ...
Being a tolerably good French and Italian scholar , and having a bowing acquaintance with our best English writers , I thought I should find myself pretty much au fait to the young lady's indigo ; and I entered the list ...
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To see Rome , or Italy , indeed , was a wish too lofty , too impracticable for my youthful thoughts ; but Lausanne , thought I , ten years since , on first perusing Gibbon's Memoirs , might be managed , if but some kind hand would put ...
To see Rome , or Italy , indeed , was a wish too lofty , too impracticable for my youthful thoughts ; but Lausanne , thought I , ten years since , on first perusing Gibbon's Memoirs , might be managed , if but some kind hand would put ...
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Page 113 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Page 536 - High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Page 532 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 337 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 272 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
Page 114 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Page 273 - His pomp, his pride, his skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day : For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts.
Page 264 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Page 518 - Crime came not near him — she is not the child Of solitude; Health shrank not from him — for Her home is in the rarely trodden wild, Where if men seek her not, and death be more Their choice than life, forgive them, as beguiled By habit to what their own hearts abhor — In cities caged. The present case in point I Cite is, that Boon lived hunting up to ninety...
Page 273 - The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown...
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| Title | New Monthly Magazine, Volume 8 |
| Editors | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Thomas Hood, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth |
| Publisher | E. W. Allen, 1823 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 1 Mar 2007 |
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