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He has seen Brougham , who is now , I believe , in London , and liked him .
Erskine , Thomson , Scott , have been very kind to him . He returns next month ,
and will , I dare say , escape Lord B - n . Adieu , my dear Campbell . Give my love
to ...
He has seen Brougham , who is now , I believe , in London , and liked him .
Erskine , Thomson , Scott , have been very kind to him . He returns next month ,
and will , I dare say , escape Lord B - n . Adieu , my dear Campbell . Give my love
to ...
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29 . ) LETTERS FROM RYDE - ISLE OF WIGHT . 113 judge too harshly of me by
my own foolish confessions . I am not quite so bad as I made you believe for the
sake of an argument on those matters , which we once maintained at Sydenham .
29 . ) LETTERS FROM RYDE - ISLE OF WIGHT . 113 judge too harshly of me by
my own foolish confessions . I am not quite so bad as I made you believe for the
sake of an argument on those matters , which we once maintained at Sydenham .
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I believe now , at the expiration of three years , and after a hundred delays , he
will at last , thus late , give me the volumes ; but he has kept me in suspense (
had I not learnt a little philosophy , it would have been despairing vexation ) ...
I believe now , at the expiration of three years , and after a hundred delays , he
will at last , thus late , give me the volumes ; but he has kept me in suspense (
had I not learnt a little philosophy , it would have been despairing vexation ) ...
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H . , whom I always like , because she is warm - hearted to me , is a person I
cannot laugh at ; but T . used to shake with laughter , though naturally serious ,
whenever we mentioned H . ; yet I fully believe they write to one another as two ...
H . , whom I always like , because she is warm - hearted to me , is a person I
cannot laugh at ; but T . used to shake with laughter , though naturally serious ,
whenever we mentioned H . ; yet I fully believe they write to one another as two ...
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I have no doubt remaining that the poisoning at Jaffa is all a fiction . One of the
stories I used to believe against Buonaparte , was his bearing an envious grudge
to Moreau . It is curious , that , after the lapse of almost the fourth part of a century
...
I have no doubt remaining that the poisoning at Jaffa is all a fiction . One of the
stories I used to believe against Buonaparte , was his bearing an envious grudge
to Moreau . It is curious , that , after the lapse of almost the fourth part of a century
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Seite 445 - But the day-star attracted his eye's sad devotion, For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean, Where once, in the fire of his youthful emotion, He sang the bold anthem of Erin go bragh. Sad is my fate...
Seite 43 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime : As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. 'Hearts of oak!
Seite 140 - I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 46 - ... yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou ; Soft sigh the winds of Heaven o'er their grave ! While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave ! THOMAS CAMPBELL.
Seite 272 - Lady. Is she young or old? Page. Neither, if right I guess ; but she is fair : For time hath laid his hand so gently on her, As he too had been aw'd.
Seite 26 - Though boundless snows the wither'd heath deform, And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm, Yet shall the smile of social love repay, With mental light the melancholy day! And, when its short and sullen noon is o'er, The ice-chain'd waters slumbering on the shore, • How bright the faggots in his little hall Blaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall!
Seite 44 - Again ! again ! again ! And the havoc did not slack Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back : Their shots along the deep .slowly boom : Then ceased and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Seite 42 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone : By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand. And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Seite 315 - But years more gloomy follow'd, and no more The assembled people dared in face of day To worship God, or even at the dead Of night, save when the wintry storm raved fierce, And thunder-peals...
Seite 46 - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Life and Letters of Thomas Campbell, Band 2 Life and Letters of Thomas Campbell, William Beattie |
| Autor/in | Thomas Campbell |
| Herausgeber | William Beattie |
| Ausgabe | 2 |
| Verlag | E. Moxon, 1849 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 2. Aug. 2007 |
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