The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 27Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith E. Littell & T. Holden, 1835 |
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Pagina 18
... hour is come for which the wisdom of our ancestors established that re- spectable corps in the state , to prevent ... hours of Fox . " Hope elevated , and joy brightened his crest . " Yet even in these hours , the original de- fect of ...
... hour is come for which the wisdom of our ancestors established that re- spectable corps in the state , to prevent ... hours of Fox . " Hope elevated , and joy brightened his crest . " Yet even in these hours , the original de- fect of ...
Pagina 24
... hour to hour , that vote at the George the Third , during this entire crisis , saw mercy of a majority , however composed , that ma- it in its true point of view , an assault on the jority at the command of the first demagogue who ...
... hour to hour , that vote at the George the Third , during this entire crisis , saw mercy of a majority , however composed , that ma- it in its true point of view , an assault on the jority at the command of the first demagogue who ...
Pagina 31
... hours of the night , an assemblage exactly similar to the aspect of th lying upon rush mats , and with our cloaks wrapped ... hour which was painful both to the eye and the mind , a struggle of two opposite principles , of which nature ...
... hours of the night , an assemblage exactly similar to the aspect of th lying upon rush mats , and with our cloaks wrapped ... hour which was painful both to the eye and the mind , a struggle of two opposite principles , of which nature ...
Pagina 31
... hour to hour , that vote at the George the Third , during this entire crisis , saw mercy of a majority , however composed , that ma- it in its true point of view , an assault on the jority at the command of the first demagogue who ...
... hour to hour , that vote at the George the Third , during this entire crisis , saw mercy of a majority , however composed , that ma- it in its true point of view , an assault on the jority at the command of the first demagogue who ...
Pagina 45
... hours and I must be with God ; And yet you ask me to evolve that long Entanglement of subtlest sophistry ! This is no friendly part : But I conjure you Give not your soul to vain philosophy : The drooping Christian at the hour of death ...
... hours and I must be with God ; And yet you ask me to evolve that long Entanglement of subtlest sophistry ! This is no friendly part : But I conjure you Give not your soul to vain philosophy : The drooping Christian at the hour of death ...
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Pagina 141 - one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.
Pagina 163 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours. Were my worth greater, my duty would show greater; meantime, as it is, it is bound to your Lordship, to whom I wish long life still lengthened with all happiness. Your Lordship's in all duty, William Shakespeare.
Pagina 94 - Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow ; whom thou fought'st against Though daintily brought up, with patience more Than savages could suffer : thou didst drink The stale of horses and the gilded puddle Which beasts would cough at...
Pagina 62 - GENTIAN. THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end.
Pagina 87 - They were mortal, too, like us: Ah, when we, like them, shall die, May our souls, translated thus, Triumph, reign, and shine on high.
Pagina 164 - Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Pagina 62 - Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart.
Pagina 133 - Oh, the miller, how he will laugh, When he sees the milldam rise! The jolly old miller, how he will laugh, Till the tears fill both his eyes!' "And some they seized the little winds, That sounded over the hill, And each put a horn into his mouth, And blew so sharp and shrill! "And there...
Pagina 73 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Pagina 133 - I've been to the top of the Caldon-Low, The midsummer night to see!" "And what did you see, my Mary, All up on the Caldon-Low?" "I saw the glad sunshine come down, And I saw the merry winds blow.