The National Review, Volume 6Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot Robert Theobald, 1858 |
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Pagina 47
... expression of feeling and passion , that , unless we take every opportunity to mark the strong under - current of sense and the justness of observa- tion , which also form a part of her character , we shall fail to do her justice , and ...
... expression of feeling and passion , that , unless we take every opportunity to mark the strong under - current of sense and the justness of observa- tion , which also form a part of her character , we shall fail to do her justice , and ...
Pagina 51
... expression to thoughts then widely current in France . There is , too , a kind of directness and sincerity in it , which gives it , even in the wildness of its ravings , the charm of honesty . But whatever are its merits or faults , at ...
... expression to thoughts then widely current in France . There is , too , a kind of directness and sincerity in it , which gives it , even in the wildness of its ravings , the charm of honesty . But whatever are its merits or faults , at ...
Pagina 52
... expression . Lélia , the heroine , cannot make out whether she ought to hate her- self as " the most cunning and revolting combination of an in- fernal will , " or whether she ought to despise herself as " an inert production ...
... expression . Lélia , the heroine , cannot make out whether she ought to hate her- self as " the most cunning and revolting combination of an in- fernal will , " or whether she ought to despise herself as " an inert production ...
Pagina 53
... expression of feelings with a blind obedience to animal instincts , unless we are allowed to test the worth of these feelings by looking at their quality and their consequences ; and it must be as true in France as every where else ...
... expression of feelings with a blind obedience to animal instincts , unless we are allowed to test the worth of these feelings by looking at their quality and their consequences ; and it must be as true in France as every where else ...
Pagina 57
... expression of the wishes of man , often sanctifies the bad passion , and pro- scribes the good . " This passage , which may be taken as a formula of her whole creed on the subject of love , occurs in Horace , a very singular and not ...
... expression of the wishes of man , often sanctifies the bad passion , and pro- scribes the good . " This passage , which may be taken as a formula of her whole creed on the subject of love , occurs in Horace , a very singular and not ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 192 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Pagina 141 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Pagina 123 - Triumph, my Britain ! thou hast one to show, To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Pagina 192 - What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Pagina 124 - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part ; For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion : and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Pagina 124 - Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James ! But stay ! I see thee in the hemisphere Advanced, and made a constellation there ! Shine forth, thou Star of poets, and with rage, Or influence, chide, or cheer the drooping stage, Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night, And despairs day, but for thy volume's light.
Pagina 455 - Dark but not awful, dismal but yet mean, With anxious bustle moves the cumbrous scene; Presents no objects tender or profound, But spreads its cold unmeaning gloom around.
Pagina 340 - I have been called to a holy office by the Lord himself, who most graciously manifested himself in person to me, his servant, in the year 1743 ; when he opened my sight to the view of the spiritual world, and granted me the privilege of conversing with spirits and angels which I enjoy to this day.
Pagina 464 - Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song, for I have loved Thee ever, and thee only ; I have watched Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps, And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries.