The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Том 31Henry Colburn and Company, 1831 |
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... mean and grovelling pietism could do but little harm in England , a country so far removed from hostile aggression , sailing so steadily before the wind of prosperity , and only occasionally afflicted with such calamities as the most ...
... mean and grovelling pietism could do but little harm in England , a country so far removed from hostile aggression , sailing so steadily before the wind of prosperity , and only occasionally afflicted with such calamities as the most ...
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... in its cradle ; the mean , unnatural stratagems to bury it alive in the cloisters ; the cold blooded watchfulness of the tyrant - father over every wayward feeling of the doomed girl ; his fiendish delight Manzoni . 13.
... in its cradle ; the mean , unnatural stratagems to bury it alive in the cloisters ; the cold blooded watchfulness of the tyrant - father over every wayward feeling of the doomed girl ; his fiendish delight Manzoni . 13.
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... mean and ignorant , but brave and devoted , brethren . True friends of humanity in the hour of need ( to give the devil his due ) , they made up for an age of gross indulgence in times of prosperity , by a generous sacrifice of their ...
... mean and ignorant , but brave and devoted , brethren . True friends of humanity in the hour of need ( to give the devil his due ) , they made up for an age of gross indulgence in times of prosperity , by a generous sacrifice of their ...
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... means were not wanting . And yet its occupants appeared strangely and hopelessly sad . For an hour neither spoke . The younger , with her anxious gaze fixed steadily on the sufferer , seemed hardly to breathe . The latter at length ...
... means were not wanting . And yet its occupants appeared strangely and hopelessly sad . For an hour neither spoke . The younger , with her anxious gaze fixed steadily on the sufferer , seemed hardly to breathe . The latter at length ...
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... means bequeathed to her . She had taken a final leave of her man of business , and had received his congratulations on the last signature being given , and the last outstanding claim arranged . She was , in truth , owner of all that Mrs ...
... means bequeathed to her . She had taken a final leave of her man of business , and had received his congratulations on the last signature being given , and the last outstanding claim arranged . She was , in truth , owner of all that Mrs ...
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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.