The Edinburgh Review, Volume 13A. and C. Black, 1809 - English literature |
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... Letter 3-15-04 , plaintiff to defendant 25 Letter 3-16-04 , defendant to plaintiff 26 Letter 3-19-04 , plaintiff to defendant 27 Letter 3-20-04 , plaintiff to defendant 28 Letter 3-24-04 , plaintiff to defendant 29 Letter 4-9-04 ...
... Letter 3-15-04 , plaintiff to defendant 25 Letter 3-16-04 , defendant to plaintiff 26 Letter 3-19-04 , plaintiff to defendant 27 Letter 3-20-04 , plaintiff to defendant 28 Letter 3-24-04 , plaintiff to defendant 29 Letter 4-9-04 ...
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... LETTERS TO C***, ON THE THEORY OF MORAL SENTIMENTS . Letter I . Letter II . Letter III . Letter IV . Letter V . Letter VI 10. Letter VII 11. Letter VIII Glossary Further Readings Bibliography Index 28 34 39 39 44 49 S7 67 77 89 10S 119 ...
... LETTERS TO C***, ON THE THEORY OF MORAL SENTIMENTS . Letter I . Letter II . Letter III . Letter IV . Letter V . Letter VI 10. Letter VII 11. Letter VIII Glossary Further Readings Bibliography Index 28 34 39 39 44 49 S7 67 77 89 10S 119 ...
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... Letter Writers had . Arts of Correspondence absorbed so many thematic and structural elements of Complete Letter Writers that the term Letter Writer often appeared in their titles too . For instance , not content with listing the ...
... Letter Writers had . Arts of Correspondence absorbed so many thematic and structural elements of Complete Letter Writers that the term Letter Writer often appeared in their titles too . For instance , not content with listing the ...
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George Borrow Thomas Wise. Letter. VII. To. Mary. Borrow. 53aPall Mall. [1848] Dear Carreta, I hope you received my last letter written on Tuesday. I am glad that I came to London. I find myself much the better for having done so, I was ...
George Borrow Thomas Wise. Letter. VII. To. Mary. Borrow. 53aPall Mall. [1848] Dear Carreta, I hope you received my last letter written on Tuesday. I am glad that I came to London. I find myself much the better for having done so, I was ...
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... Letter from E. Cooke , Esqre . , to Lord Caledon Proclamation by the Earl of Caledon . Appointment of Deputy Landdrost of Tulbagh Letter from Viscount Castlereagh to the Earl of Caledon Letter from the Earl of Caledon to Viscount ...
... Letter from E. Cooke , Esqre . , to Lord Caledon Proclamation by the Earl of Caledon . Appointment of Deputy Landdrost of Tulbagh Letter from Viscount Castlereagh to the Earl of Caledon Letter from the Earl of Caledon to Viscount ...
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Page 265 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Page 259 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Page 139 - African sun may have burnt upon him ;—no matter in what disastrous battle his liberty may have been cloven down ;—no matter with what solemnities he may have been devoted upon the altar of slavery; the first moment he touches the sacred soil of Britain, the altar and the god sink together in the dust; his soul...
Page 260 - An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Page 261 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
Page 265 - O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day ! Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Page 259 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Page 265 - I forget the hallowed grove where by the winding Ayr we met, to live one day of parting love! Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods...
Page 255 - I ascended the high hills of Bagdat in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
Page 260 - 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 bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.