The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 7E. Littell, 1824 |
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... beauty " have scarcely ever been without their great man , for it is no bull to include her in this term . It is true Madame de Staël owed little of her inspiration to her country , -nor was her genius at all of the dry severe order ...
... beauty " have scarcely ever been without their great man , for it is no bull to include her in this term . It is true Madame de Staël owed little of her inspiration to her country , -nor was her genius at all of the dry severe order ...
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... beauty of the weapon . But the wit is not wit alone ; it always carries with it argument equally unavoidable and resistless . Look at the whole of Candide ; throughout that which appears to slight readers , nothing more than a laughable ...
... beauty of the weapon . But the wit is not wit alone ; it always carries with it argument equally unavoidable and resistless . Look at the whole of Candide ; throughout that which appears to slight readers , nothing more than a laughable ...
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... beauty , and there we had read our recantation ; in such a house we had plotted hoaxes on the Hollanders with a lively Frenchwoman ; on such a canal we had fomented a mutiny in the treckschuyt ; at Utrecht we had astonished a learned ...
... beauty , and there we had read our recantation ; in such a house we had plotted hoaxes on the Hollanders with a lively Frenchwoman ; on such a canal we had fomented a mutiny in the treckschuyt ; at Utrecht we had astonished a learned ...
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... beauty's left , - I'll laugh at every petty theft . The soul that kindled up her cheek , That gave her silent glance to speak , That made her kiss so warm for him She doted on , blest heaven ! for me , - That motion'd every beauteous ...
... beauty's left , - I'll laugh at every petty theft . The soul that kindled up her cheek , That gave her silent glance to speak , That made her kiss so warm for him She doted on , blest heaven ! for me , - That motion'd every beauteous ...
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... beauty ! Every object we look upon is strange and yet familiar to us- " another yet the same . " And the whole affects us like a vision of the night , which we are half - conscious is a vision ; —we know that it is there - and yet we ...
... beauty ! Every object we look upon is strange and yet familiar to us- " another yet the same . " And the whole affects us like a vision of the night , which we are half - conscious is a vision ; —we know that it is there - and yet we ...
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Page 170 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Page 58 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 30 - My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own. E'en now, where Alpine solitudes ascend, I sit me down a pensive hour to spend...
Page 30 - E'en now, where Alpine solitudes ascend, I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ; And placed on high above the storm's career, Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes, forests, cities, plains extending wide, The pomp of kings, the shepherd's humbler pride.
Page 58 - Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale? — They have one season — all are ours to die! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon the air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there.
Page 215 - He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, 70 And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Page 333 - Bring flowers ! they are springing in wood and vale : Their breath floats out on the southern gale, And the touch of the sunbeam hath waked the rose, To deck the hall where the bright wine flows.
Page 410 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
Page 222 - From the Provincial Letters of Pascal, which almost every year I have perused with new pleasure, I learned to manage the weapon of grave and temperate irony even on subjects of ecclesiastical solemnity.
Page 477 - ... and if they found a plot of watercresses or shamrocks, there they flocked as to a feast for the time...