The Quarterly Review, Том 185John Murray, 1897 |
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... means unbecoming man- nerism , such as in his most private and disengaged converse the historian never laid aside . Gibbon , like Rubens , wrote in full dress ; it was the natural clothing of his mind , that highly finished ...
... means unbecoming man- nerism , such as in his most private and disengaged converse the historian never laid aside . Gibbon , like Rubens , wrote in full dress ; it was the natural clothing of his mind , that highly finished ...
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... means parallel ; and Gibbon stands forward as an instance not easy to challenge of the predestined historian . Before passing the gate of Magdalen Tower , this puny creature with the large brain had thrown himself on the Universal ...
... means parallel ; and Gibbon stands forward as an instance not easy to challenge of the predestined historian . Before passing the gate of Magdalen Tower , this puny creature with the large brain had thrown himself on the Universal ...
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... means politicians— ' do not even know what lyes to invent , ' a transcendent conception , since much improved upon at the Stock Exchange . The Neckers are in town : ' I live with her just as I used to do twenty years ago , laugh at her ...
... means politicians— ' do not even know what lyes to invent , ' a transcendent conception , since much improved upon at the Stock Exchange . The Neckers are in town : ' I live with her just as I used to do twenty years ago , laugh at her ...
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... mean the French malice , not the English . At fifty he feels himself a young man ; he is glad to have escaped from the ' provoking luxury of London dinners , ' but not ashamed to lead a gay and dissipated life among the Alps . ' Those ...
... mean the French malice , not the English . At fifty he feels himself a young man ; he is glad to have escaped from the ' provoking luxury of London dinners , ' but not ashamed to lead a gay and dissipated life among the Alps . ' Those ...
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... means infrequent . Bishop Porteus complained to George III . of the Sunday bands at Kensington and Weymouth , but the only recorded effect is that His Majesty was angry . Queen Charlotte saw nothing wrong in what she had been accustomed ...
... means infrequent . Bishop Porteus complained to George III . of the Sunday bands at Kensington and Weymouth , but the only recorded effect is that His Majesty was angry . Queen Charlotte saw nothing wrong in what she had been accustomed ...
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Стр. 175 - When the morning stars sang together, and the sons of God shouted for joy.
Стр. 191 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
Стр. 223 - In your hands, my dissatisfied fellow countrymen, and not in mine is the momentous issue of civil war. The Government will not assail you. You can have no conflict without being yourselves the aggressors. You have no oath registered in heaven to destroy the Government, while I shall have the most solemn one to "preserve, protect, and defend it.
Стр. 482 - 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 ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Стр. 348 - But thou would'st not alone Be saved, my father ! alone Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the rest in the wild. We were weary, and we Fearful, and we in our march Fain to drop down and to die. Still thou turnedst, and still Beckonedst the trembler, and still Gavest the weary thy hand.
Стр. 175 - Out upon her ! Thou torturest me, Tubal. It was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.
Стр. 188 - To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament. Who is more happy, when, with heart's content, Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment? Returning home at evening, with an ear Catching the notes of Philomel, — an eye...
Стр. 178 - I WONDER, by my troth, what thou and I Did till we loved? were we not weaned till then, But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den? 'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now...
Стр. 30 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions...
Стр. 20 - After a sleepless night, I trod, with a lofty step, the ruins of the Forum ; each memorable spot where Romulus stood, or Tully spoke, or Caesar fell, was at once present to my eye ; and several days of intoxication were lost or enjoyed before I could descend to a cool and minute investigation.