The British Critic: A New Review, Том 1F. and C. Rivington, 1814 |
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... given point : the vehemence and the variety of error have established an ascendancy , which is not to be destroyed by the calmness and the unity of truth . These evils we consider as arising entirely out of the want of educa- tion . It ...
... given point : the vehemence and the variety of error have established an ascendancy , which is not to be destroyed by the calmness and the unity of truth . These evils we consider as arising entirely out of the want of educa- tion . It ...
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... given population , the whole re- ceipts of the benefice are to go to the curate . The maximum of population in the estimate of salaries is fixed at 1000 persons , which will entitle the curate , if the living produce so much , to 150l ...
... given population , the whole re- ceipts of the benefice are to go to the curate . The maximum of population in the estimate of salaries is fixed at 1000 persons , which will entitle the curate , if the living produce so much , to 150l ...
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... given to the Raja Man Sing , but the Afghans still maintained themselves in Orissa , till the zeal of the Raja was animated to more vigorous ' exertions by indignation at their impiety in having seized upon the sacred territory , and ...
... given to the Raja Man Sing , but the Afghans still maintained themselves in Orissa , till the zeal of the Raja was animated to more vigorous ' exertions by indignation at their impiety in having seized upon the sacred territory , and ...
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... given , it will appear that the de- scriptive parts of the second canto abound with life and fire . The death of Zuleika is one of the most brilliant passages in this or any other modern poem . It is conceived in the tenderest affection ...
... given , it will appear that the de- scriptive parts of the second canto abound with life and fire . The death of Zuleika is one of the most brilliant passages in this or any other modern poem . It is conceived in the tenderest affection ...
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... given only detached portions , we may justly say , that it is con- ceived in the imagination of Ovid , and uttered in the tenderness of Virgil or Ariosto . The wildness of the idea is so artificially tempered by the delicacy of the ...
... given only detached portions , we may justly say , that it is con- ceived in the imagination of Ovid , and uttered in the tenderness of Virgil or Ariosto . The wildness of the idea is so artificially tempered by the delicacy of the ...
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Стр. 287 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Стр. 45 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Стр. 42 - When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint; Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions : So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than my life.
Стр. 292 - Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power, Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust, Degraded mass of animated dust ! Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat, Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit ! By nature vile, ennobled but by name, Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame. Ye ! who perchance behold this simple urn, Pass on — it honours none you wish to mourn : To mark a friend's remains these stones arise, I never knew but one, and here he lies.
Стр. 432 - The Germans in Greek Are sadly to seek ; Not five in five score, But ninety-five more ; All, save only Hermann, And Hermann's a German.
Стр. 291 - WHEN some proud son of man returns to earth, Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth, The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe, And storied urns record who rest below : When all is done, upon the tomb is seen, Not what he was, but what he should have been...
Стр. 541 - Gibbon's Decline and fall, vol. vi. p. 320. ODE TO NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE. 1. 1 1s done — but yesterday a King ! And arm'd with Kings to strive — And now thou art a nameless thing So abject — yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Who strew'd our Earth with hostile bones ? And can he thus survive ? Since he, miscall'd the Morning Star, Nor man nor fiend hath fallen so far.
Стр. 291 - Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth : While man, vain insect ! hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Стр. 42 - When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
Стр. 7 - Works done before the grace of Christ, and the Inspiration of his Spirit, are not pleasant to God, forasmuch as they spring not of faith in Jesus Christ...