Macmillan's Magazine, Том 2Macmillan and Company, 1860 |
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... spirit of the future . According to this view , the notion of the perseverance of our earth on its voyage ages hereafter with a freight of books increased , by suc- cessive additions , incalculably beyond that which already seems an ...
... spirit of the future . According to this view , the notion of the perseverance of our earth on its voyage ages hereafter with a freight of books increased , by suc- cessive additions , incalculably beyond that which already seems an ...
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... spirit of disregard for what is round us , or an excess of the com- mendable spirit of affection for the past , or , lastly , an utter ignorance of the actual books of the past which we do praise , prevents us from seeing that many of ...
... spirit of disregard for what is round us , or an excess of the com- mendable spirit of affection for the past , or , lastly , an utter ignorance of the actual books of the past which we do praise , prevents us from seeing that many of ...
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... spirits at the top who catch the first rays of all new thought , down to the multitude nearest the ground , to whom even Newton's apple would be new , and among whom the aphorism " Things find their level " aphorism would create a ...
... spirits at the top who catch the first rays of all new thought , down to the multitude nearest the ground , to whom even Newton's apple would be new , and among whom the aphorism " Things find their level " aphorism would create a ...
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... spirit is infecting the British literary mind . The thing is complained of everywhere under a variety of phrases - want of faith , want of earnest purpose , scepticism , poco- curantism . For our purpose none of these names seems so ...
... spirit is infecting the British literary mind . The thing is complained of everywhere under a variety of phrases - want of faith , want of earnest purpose , scepticism , poco- curantism . For our purpose none of these names seems so ...
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... spirit . There are , in- deed , two classes of critics in whom this vice appears the light and trivial , to whom everything is but matter for witty sparkle ; and the grave and acrimonious , who fly more seriously , and carry venom in ...
... spirit . There are , in- deed , two classes of critics in whom this vice appears the light and trivial , to whom everything is but matter for witty sparkle ; and the grave and acrimonious , who fly more seriously , and carry venom in ...
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Стр. 162 - O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Стр. 49 - Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons and all deeps: Fire, and hail; snow, and vapours: stormy wind fulfilling his word: Mountains, and all hills; fruitful trees, and all cedars: Beasts, and all cattle; creeping things, and flying fowl...
Стр. 49 - I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib : but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider.
Стр. 350 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Стр. 483 - So let all thine enemies perish, 0 LORD : but let them that love him be as the sun when he goeth forth in his might.
Стр. 344 - The point of one white star is quivering still Deep in the orange light of widening morn Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it : now it wanes : it gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sunlight quivers...
Стр. 322 - Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms ! Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, "Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot!
Стр. 8 - Man that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower and is cut down ; he fleeth also as a shadow and continueth not.
Стр. 350 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy!
Стр. 192 - Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands ; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her halfpossess'd, She struck such warbling fury thro...