The National Review, Volume 6Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot Robert Theobald, 1858 |
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Pagina 17
... played among them nearly equal to that of their own parents , and yet more demonstrative . All this was not put on it was the genuine product of their ordinary nature ; and we were amply warranted in counting on it under all ordinary ...
... played among them nearly equal to that of their own parents , and yet more demonstrative . All this was not put on it was the genuine product of their ordinary nature ; and we were amply warranted in counting on it under all ordinary ...
Pagina 27
... play with a barrel of powder - scarcely with a magazine . We must now turn from questions of political administration to consider the principles which should guide our management of India in matters connected with religion and morality ...
... play with a barrel of powder - scarcely with a magazine . We must now turn from questions of political administration to consider the principles which should guide our management of India in matters connected with religion and morality ...
Pagina 38
... play of his own feelings , the whispers of his own conscience , and the dic- tates of his own reason . It is not easy to do this ; and after our most honest efforts to understand them , French novels , the most characteristic ex ...
... play of his own feelings , the whispers of his own conscience , and the dic- tates of his own reason . It is not easy to do this ; and after our most honest efforts to understand them , French novels , the most characteristic ex ...
Pagina 41
... plays some pride in claiming that coarse but able general as her forefather . The marshal had an intrigue with a lady of the opera , Mademoiselle Verrières ; and a daughter was the result of the union . When Aurore de Saxe , as the ...
... plays some pride in claiming that coarse but able general as her forefather . The marshal had an intrigue with a lady of the opera , Mademoiselle Verrières ; and a daughter was the result of the union . When Aurore de Saxe , as the ...
Pagina 46
... plays at being a mother ; and then finds a school - friend , and plays at being a lover . In the conventual system the possibility of this parody of love- making is keenly appreciated , and regulations of the most sug- gestive nature ...
... plays at being a mother ; and then finds a school - friend , and plays at being a lover . In the conventual system the possibility of this parody of love- making is keenly appreciated , and regulations of the most sug- gestive nature ...
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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.