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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PAGE 512 Stanzas Legacy - hunting Elegiac Stanzas Social and Savage Life - Daniel Boon The Lost Pleiad # The Progress of Coxcombry The Sleeper on Marathon Penshurst Castle and Sir Philip Sydney The Emigrant State of Parties in Dublin ...
PAGE 512 Stanzas Legacy - hunting Elegiac Stanzas Social and Savage Life - Daniel Boon The Lost Pleiad # The Progress of Coxcombry The Sleeper on Marathon Penshurst Castle and Sir Philip Sydney The Emigrant State of Parties in Dublin ...
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... should chance , as you return upon a winter's morning from one of the " small and early ' parties of that raking ... evident that the party meditating amidst such objects must be thinking far more of the law than the prophets .
... should chance , as you return upon a winter's morning from one of the " small and early ' parties of that raking ... evident that the party meditating amidst such objects must be thinking far more of the law than the prophets .
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... who annually derive six millions of francs from this source of revenue ; and as to the company , I promise you that you shall encounter men of the first respectability , of all sects and parties , for in France every one gambles at ...
... who annually derive six millions of francs from this source of revenue ; and as to the company , I promise you that you shall encounter men of the first respectability , of all sects and parties , for in France every one gambles at ...
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One of the party was going to Circassia , another to Ireland , another to the House of Commons , and remarks wandered , and witticisms scintillated , between the two poles of the world . My attention was chiefly directed ...
One of the party was going to Circassia , another to Ireland , another to the House of Commons , and remarks wandered , and witticisms scintillated , between the two poles of the world . My attention was chiefly directed ...
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If they be indifferent parties , whom one may reasonably hope to fob off with banter and evasion , I quote to them from Shakspeare-“ Neither a borrower nor a lender be , For loan oft loses both itself and friend , And borrowing dulls ...
If they be indifferent parties , whom one may reasonably hope to fob off with banter and evasion , I quote to them from Shakspeare-“ Neither a borrower nor a lender be , For loan oft loses both itself and friend , And borrowing dulls ...
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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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