The Quarterly Review, Том 125John Murray, 1868 |
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... less coloured by prejudice , and upon the whole sensibly and agreeably written , is often incorrect in its details , and far from complete in its treatment of the subject . We should have had very different books from both , could they ...
... less coloured by prejudice , and upon the whole sensibly and agreeably written , is often incorrect in its details , and far from complete in its treatment of the subject . We should have had very different books from both , could they ...
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... less interesting from the light which they threw upon Garrick's character and his relations to these and others of his contemporaries . It is to be regretted that a judicious and well - edited selection of these papers should not have ...
... less interesting from the light which they threw upon Garrick's character and his relations to these and others of his contemporaries . It is to be regretted that a judicious and well - edited selection of these papers should not have ...
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... less formal and unreal . There was a noble opening for any one who should have the courage and the gifts to return to nature and to truth , and Garrick felt that it was ' in him ' to effect the desired revolution . That the public were ...
... less formal and unreal . There was a noble opening for any one who should have the courage and the gifts to return to nature and to truth , and Garrick felt that it was ' in him ' to effect the desired revolution . That the public were ...
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... less remarkable , in Clodio in the Fop's Fortune , ' Fon- dlewife in Congreve's Old Bachelor , ' and other characters ; thus early demonstrating his own doctrine that there must be comedy in the perfect actor of tragedy , ' of which he ...
... less remarkable , in Clodio in the Fop's Fortune , ' Fon- dlewife in Congreve's Old Bachelor , ' and other characters ; thus early demonstrating his own doctrine that there must be comedy in the perfect actor of tragedy , ' of which he ...
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... less severely of me , and not be ashamed to own me for a brother . . . . Last night I play'd Richard the Third to the surprise of everybody , and as I shall make very near 3007 . per annum by it , and as it is really what I doat upon ...
... less severely of me , and not be ashamed to own me for a brother . . . . Last night I play'd Richard the Third to the surprise of everybody , and as I shall make very near 3007 . per annum by it , and as it is really what I doat upon ...
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Стр. 88 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Стр. 167 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Стр. 137 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Стр. 103 - Yet, Freedom ! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind; Thy trumpet voice, though broken now and dying, The loudest still the tempest leaves behind; Thy tree hath lost its blossoms, and the rind...
Стр. 233 - Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him.
Стр. 89 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Стр. 87 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Стр. 103 - Athens' children are with hearts endued. When Grecian mothers shall give birth to men, Then may'st thou be restored; but not till then. A thousand years scarce serve to form a state; An hour may lay it in the dust: and when Can Man its shattered splendour renovate, Recall its virtues back, and vanquish Time and Fate?
Стр. 88 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Стр. 100 - We two will rise, and sit, and walk together, Under the roof of blue Ionian weather, And wander in the meadows, or ascend The mossy mountains, where the blue heavens bend With lightest winds, to touch their paramour; Or linger, where the pebble-paven shore, Under the quick, faint kisses of the sea Trembles and sparkles as with ecstasy...