The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Том 31Henry Colburn and Company, 1831 |
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... answer . “ You have it , ” cried Mrs. Dunsterville , sternly ; “ I'll not see him . I'll take no more drugs , and pay for no more opinions . Tell him to be off , he'll be more useful elsewhere . " “ I'll say as much , ma'am ...
... answer . “ You have it , ” cried Mrs. Dunsterville , sternly ; “ I'll not see him . I'll take no more drugs , and pay for no more opinions . Tell him to be off , he'll be more useful elsewhere . " “ I'll say as much , ma'am ...
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... answer it was difficult to gather . But it terminated with the word “ endured . ” Mrs. Dunsterville pounced upon her at once . hat sounds well from your lips ! You who have from childhood been surrounded with every comfort which money ...
... answer it was difficult to gather . But it terminated with the word “ endured . ” Mrs. Dunsterville pounced upon her at once . hat sounds well from your lips ! You who have from childhood been surrounded with every comfort which money ...
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... , and that old holy man whose place , too , is empty --- as the mind , the chief , the head , " said another . A deep silence was the only answer . The Isiac D 2 ( 33 ) THE PRIEST OF ISIS BY THE AUTHOR OF “AZETH, THE EGYPTIAN"
... , and that old holy man whose place , too , is empty --- as the mind , the chief , the head , " said another . A deep silence was the only answer . The Isiac D 2 ( 33 ) THE PRIEST OF ISIS BY THE AUTHOR OF “AZETH, THE EGYPTIAN"
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A deep silence was the only answer . The Isiac priests looked gloomily upon the ground . The Hierophant sighed ... answered Semmuthis . “ And the blood of the impure cleansed it from its stains , " said Asafor , almost passionately ...
A deep silence was the only answer . The Isiac priests looked gloomily upon the ground . The Hierophant sighed ... answered Semmuthis . “ And the blood of the impure cleansed it from its stains , " said Asafor , almost passionately ...
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... answered mournfully . “ I was taken as a captive * by pirates , and sold into Egypt while still young - almost too young to fully estimate my sorrow . changes I fell into the power of Semmuthis , the High Priest of Isis at Philoë . As I ...
... answered mournfully . “ I was taken as a captive * by pirates , and sold into Egypt while still young - almost too young to fully estimate my sorrow . changes I fell into the power of Semmuthis , the High Priest of Isis at Philoë . As I ...
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Стр. 293 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Стр. 293 - The Epipsychidion is a mystery ; as to real flesh and blood, you know that I do not deal in those articles ; you might as well go to a ginshop for a leg of mutton, as expect anything human or earthly from me.
Стр. 235 - Thoughts of great deeds were mine, dear Friend, when first The clouds which wrap this world from youth did pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas!
Стр. 238 - No one knows better than their real author, that his opinions and mine differ materially upon the metaphysical portion of that work ; though in common with all who are not blinded by baseness and bigotry, I highly admire the poetry of that and his other publications.
Стр. 238 - I have not seen this production for several years ; I doubt not but that it is perfectly worthless in point of literary composition ; and that in all that concerns moral and political speculation, as well as in the subtler discriminations of metaphysical and religious doctrine, it is still more crude and immature.
Стр. 294 - He was the most gentle, most amiable, and least worldly-minded person I ever met; full of delicacy, disinterested beyond all other men, and possessing a degree of genius, joined to a simplicity, as rare as it is admirable. He had formed to himself a beau ideal of all that is fine, high-minded, and noble, and he acted up to this ideal even to the very letter.
Стр. 235 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Стр. 403 - Now sing ye the death-song, and loudly pray For the soul of my Knight so dear ; And call me a widow this wretched day, Since the warning of God is here ! For...
Стр. 292 - ALAS ! good friend, what profit can you see In hating such a hateless thing as me ? There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side. In vain would you assuage Your frowns upon an unresisting smile, In which not even contempt lurks, to beguile Your heart, by some faint sympathy of hate.
Стр. 235 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.