Contributions to the Edinburgh ReviewD. Appleton, 1864 - 762 pages |
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Page 112
... thou it ? Thither ! O thither , Our way leadeth : Father ! O come let us go ! " Vol . i . p . 229 . with the liveliest expression of fondness.- ' Are you mad , Philina ? ' cried Wilhelm , endeavouring to disengage himself ; to make the ...
... thou it ? Thither ! O thither , Our way leadeth : Father ! O come let us go ! " Vol . i . p . 229 . with the liveliest expression of fondness.- ' Are you mad , Philina ? ' cried Wilhelm , endeavouring to disengage himself ; to make the ...
Page 113
... thou wilt not forsake me ? Wilt be my father ? I am thy child . ' " ' " We cannot better illustrate the strange in- consistency of our author's manner , than by subjoining to this highly passionate and really beautiful scene , his ...
... thou wilt not forsake me ? Wilt be my father ? I am thy child . ' " ' " We cannot better illustrate the strange in- consistency of our author's manner , than by subjoining to this highly passionate and really beautiful scene , his ...
Page 119
... thou choose this late lonely hour to visit me ; not in vain hast thou prepared me by thy most delicious narrative . Where is she ? where hast thou hid her ? I believe all , I will promise to believe all . Thy object is attained . Where ...
... thou choose this late lonely hour to visit me ; not in vain hast thou prepared me by thy most delicious narrative . Where is she ? where hast thou hid her ? I believe all , I will promise to believe all . Thy object is attained . Where ...
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... live , that I content myself with a resurrection when dead : " And after lamenting the un popularity of some of his writings , he says 66 ' Thou frolicsome farce of fortune ! What ! CORRESPONDENCE OF SAMUEL RICHARDSON . 125.
... live , that I content myself with a resurrection when dead : " And after lamenting the un popularity of some of his writings , he says 66 ' Thou frolicsome farce of fortune ! What ! CORRESPONDENCE OF SAMUEL RICHARDSON . 125.
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Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey. 66 ' Thou frolicsome farce of fortune ! What ! Is " But there will arise a time in which they | no sort of relation to Richardson or his writ will be seen in a far different light . I know ings ) , and sets ...
Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey. 66 ' Thou frolicsome farce of fortune ! What ! Is " But there will arise a time in which they | no sort of relation to Richardson or his writ will be seen in a far different light . I know ings ) , and sets ...
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Page 307 - Would he were fatter ! But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Page 335 - Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Page 307 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Page 347 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Page 309 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 388 - When tides were neap, and, in the sultry day, Through the tall bounding mud-banks made their way, Which on each side rose swelling, and below The dark warm flood ran silently and slow; There anchoring, Peter chose from man to hide, There hang his head, and view the lazy tide In its hot slimy channel slowly glide...
Page 358 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Page 308 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep, then, the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue: if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
Page 335 - But, fare you weel, auld Nickie-ben ! O wad ye tak a thought an' men' ! Ye aiblins might — I dinna ken — Still hae a stake — I'm wae to think upo...
Page 371 - Come one, come all ! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I.