Отзывы - Написать отзыв
Не удалось найти ни одного отзыва.
Другие издания - Просмотреть все
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Том 2
Полный просмотр - 1829
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Том 3
Полный просмотр - 1830
The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and ..., Том 4
Полный просмотр - 1830
appear attention barley bree beautiful Buondelmonti called character Charles Kemble Chit-CHAT Covent Garden Descartes dream earth Edinburgh Edinburgh Review Editor England English engraved eyes fair favour feeling frae France French gentleman George Cruikshank give Glasgow hand happy hath head heart Henry Constable honour hour interest John King lady Lady Morgan land late letter light Literary Journal London look Lord Byron manner ment mind Miss moral morning nature never night o'er opinion person poem poet poetry possessed present published racter readers remarks respect scene Scotland seems smile society song soul spirit Staps style sweet talents Theatre thee thing thou thought tion truth volume whole words writing young
Стр. 73 - A mind bold, independent, and decisive — a will, despotic in its dictates — an energy that distanced expedition, and a conscience pliable to every touch of interest, marked the outline of this extraordinary character — the most extraordinary, perhaps, that, in the annals of this world, ever rose, or reigned, or felL...
Стр. 169 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renowned, But such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Deccan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillared shade High overarched, and echoing walks between...
Стр. 288 - Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender ! Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 'twas Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows.
Стр. 308 - ... of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night ? 'Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite.
Стр. 102 - THERE is a glorious City in the Sea. The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea, Invisible; and from the land we went, As to a floating City — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Стр. 73 - The gaoler of the press, he affected the patronage of letters — the proscriber of books, he encouraged philosophy — the persecutor of authors, and the murderer of printers, he yet pretended to the protection of learning ! — the assassin of Palm, the silencer of De...
Стр. 308 - BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night?
Стр. 73 - Subsidiary to this, there was no creed that he did not profess, there was no opinion that he did not promulgate : in the hope of a dynasty, he upheld the crescent ; for the sake of a divorce, he bowed before the cross ; the orphan of St. Louis, he became the adopted child of the Republic; and, with a parricidal ingratitude, on the ruins both of the throne and the tribune, he reared the throne of his despotism.
Стр. 288 - There, when the sounds of flute and fiddle Gave signal sweet in that old hall Of hands across and down the middle, Hers was the subtlest spell by far Of all that...
Стр. 73 - Even apparent defeat assumed the appearance of victory — his flight from Egypt confirmed his destiny — ruin itself only elevated him to empire. But if his fortune was great, his genius was transcendent ; decision flashed upon his councils ; and it was the same to decide and to perform.