Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen20John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1850 |
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... me ; this morning , Sir , I had no idea whatever of going to Dublin ; I did not think of it when I left home , my wife and family knew nothing of the trip . I have only one 1850. ] 21 SOUTHEY'S LIFE AND CORRESPONDENCE .
... me ; this morning , Sir , I had no idea whatever of going to Dublin ; I did not think of it when I left home , my wife and family knew nothing of the trip . I have only one 1850. ] 21 SOUTHEY'S LIFE AND CORRESPONDENCE .
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... idea of a capital more than any other city in this coun- try . She has nothing of that air of a pro- consular residence , which , while it confers on Dublin a certain external splendor , unfortu- nately renders her more like to Calcutta ...
... idea of a capital more than any other city in this coun- try . She has nothing of that air of a pro- consular residence , which , while it confers on Dublin a certain external splendor , unfortu- nately renders her more like to Calcutta ...
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... idea be- longing to such institutions has elsewhere been realized . A University , when dis- charging its proper functions , forms the heart and centre of the literary institutions of the country . The source from which solid learning ...
... idea be- longing to such institutions has elsewhere been realized . A University , when dis- charging its proper functions , forms the heart and centre of the literary institutions of the country . The source from which solid learning ...
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... idea almost as an abstraction . But to some it may seem that the class of minds to which our argument applies , is of so low an order as not to warrant us in adapt- ing the instruction of the community to its requirements ; that so ...
... idea almost as an abstraction . But to some it may seem that the class of minds to which our argument applies , is of so low an order as not to warrant us in adapt- ing the instruction of the community to its requirements ; that so ...
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... idea of ancient art is law , that of modern art - freedom ; and hence , while the one exhibits unity and per- fection , the other is characterized by greater individuality and intensity of subjective feel- ing . The one took its rise in ...
... idea of ancient art is law , that of modern art - freedom ; and hence , while the one exhibits unity and per- fection , the other is characterized by greater individuality and intensity of subjective feel- ing . The one took its rise in ...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen40 John Holmes Agnew,Walter Hilliard Bidwell Vista completa - 1857 |
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Página 191 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Página 480 - And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book kills reason itself, kills the image of God as it were in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
Página 493 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...
Página 326 - The great secret of morals is love ; or a going out of our own nature, and an identification of ourselves with the beautiful which exists in thought, action, or person, not our own. A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively ; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others ; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
Página 20 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Página 328 - And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Página 327 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the pass!" the old man said; "Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide!" And loud that clarion voice replied, Excelsior ! "O stay," the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!
Página 328 - WHEN the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Página 23 - With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead ; with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears, And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind.
Página 184 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.