New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Band 39Thomas Campbell, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Samuel Carter Hall, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1833 |
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... land can still boast of the bravery of her sons ; can she do so with as loud a voice of the virtue of her daughters ? And who is to blame if she cannot ? Oh ! you may have an answer - or think you have ; -instances of frail daughters ...
... land can still boast of the bravery of her sons ; can she do so with as loud a voice of the virtue of her daughters ? And who is to blame if she cannot ? Oh ! you may have an answer - or think you have ; -instances of frail daughters ...
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... land of despotism ; but , be it remembered , it was also the land of harems . Months rolled on . I used sometimes to see the English newspapers at the houses of one British merchant or another . One morning the following paragraph met ...
... land of despotism ; but , be it remembered , it was also the land of harems . Months rolled on . I used sometimes to see the English newspapers at the houses of one British merchant or another . One morning the following paragraph met ...
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... land , and she was pale , worn , and suffering ; and on her brow I read , " My heart is breaking . " In the morning I busied my- self in conjecturing why her name should have so much affected my new acquaintance . A note from him ...
... land , and she was pale , worn , and suffering ; and on her brow I read , " My heart is breaking . " In the morning I busied my- self in conjecturing why her name should have so much affected my new acquaintance . A note from him ...
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... land , where I had nigh gone to sleep - at least my intellect slum- bered - so dullified was I and those around me , by the soporific quality of the conversation , if conversation it might be called . For a long time I thought it was my ...
... land , where I had nigh gone to sleep - at least my intellect slum- bered - so dullified was I and those around me , by the soporific quality of the conversation , if conversation it might be called . For a long time I thought it was my ...
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... land is at heart , -the salubrious climate , the fertility of the soil , the universal beauty of the landscape , the irriguous and unfading meadows , the pleasant villages , the frequent rivers with their commodious havens , all the ...
... land is at heart , -the salubrious climate , the fertility of the soil , the universal beauty of the landscape , the irriguous and unfading meadows , the pleasant villages , the frequent rivers with their commodious havens , all the ...
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Seite 99 - Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday! — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged? Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire!
Seite 34 - Vice is a monster of such hideous mien, That to be hated, needs but to be seen; But seen too oft', familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Seite 99 - As for nobility in particular persons, it is a reverend thing to see an ancient castle or building not in decay, or to see a fair timber tree sound and perfect; how much more to behold an ancient noble family, which hath stood against the waves and weathers of time?
Seite 327 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...
Seite 291 - Every tax ought to be so contrived as both to take out and to keep out of the pockets of the people as Little as possible, over and above what it brings into the public treasury of the state.
Seite 470 - Now this will not be insurrection ; it will be simply passive resistance. The men may remain at leisure : there is and can be no law to compel them to work against their will.
Seite 99 - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, 0260 Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Seite 46 - Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness ; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted.
Seite 46 - For the unbelieving husband is sanctified by the wife, and the unbelieving wife is sanctified by the husband : else were your children unclean ; but now are they holy.
Seite 99 - I must send you, in the behalf of all poets, that while you live, you live in love, and never get favour for lacking skill of a Sonnet, and, when you die, your memory die from the earth for want of an Epitaph.