The New Monthly Magazine, Volumen2E. Littell, 1822 |
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... thought he had fallen into this practice out of accommodation to the queer humour of that learned prince James the First , if he had not mentioned that this system had been very successfully pursued by some grave counsellor in the time ...
... thought he had fallen into this practice out of accommodation to the queer humour of that learned prince James the First , if he had not mentioned that this system had been very successfully pursued by some grave counsellor in the time ...
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... thought or action , the rightfulness of which I suspected , would make me guilty of that worst of crimes , and greatly increase my danger of everlasting torments . My parents had , in this case , done no more than their duty according ...
... thought or action , the rightfulness of which I suspected , would make me guilty of that worst of crimes , and greatly increase my danger of everlasting torments . My parents had , in this case , done no more than their duty according ...
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... thought him as fair a prize as any that had ever been within his grasp , waited only for the sentence which , according to Catholics , is passed on every individual imme- diately after death , in what they call the Particular Judgment ...
... thought him as fair a prize as any that had ever been within his grasp , waited only for the sentence which , according to Catholics , is passed on every individual imme- diately after death , in what they call the Particular Judgment ...
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... thought I , am I about to become immortalized - to be pointed at , as the favourite poet of the day - the wonder and admiration of thousands - the topic of general conversation- the “ sine qua non " of the beau monde - in short ! the ...
... thought I , am I about to become immortalized - to be pointed at , as the favourite poet of the day - the wonder and admiration of thousands - the topic of general conversation- the “ sine qua non " of the beau monde - in short ! the ...
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... thought on - when the prompter's bell awoke me from my dream . This , said I exultingly , will be the last trial I shall undergo . " Mind actors , " said I , in the joy of my heart , 66 an author ex- pects every actor to do his duty ...
... thought on - when the prompter's bell awoke me from my dream . This , said I exultingly , will be the last trial I shall undergo . " Mind actors , " said I , in the joy of my heart , 66 an author ex- pects every actor to do his duty ...
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Página 60 - Yet simple Nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heaven; Some safer world in depth of woods embraced, Some happier island in the watery waste, Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Página 478 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
Página 212 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 128 - Or doffed thine own to let Queen Dido pass, Or held, by Solomon's own invitation, A torch at the great temple's dedication. I need not ask thee if that hand, when...
Página 129 - And standest undecayed within our presence, Thou wilt hear nothing till the Judgment morning, When the great Trump shall thrill thee with its warning! Why should this worthless tegument endure, If its undying guest be lost for ever ? O let us keep the soul embalmed and pure In living virtue ; that, when both must sever.
Página 128 - How the world looked when it was fresh and young, And the great Deluge still had left it green — Or was it then so old, that History's pages Contained no record of its early ages ? Still silent, incommunicative elf ? Art sworn to secrecy...
Página 166 - Their breath is agitation, and their life A storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and supineness, and so die; Even as a flame unfed, which runs to waste With its own flickering, or a sword laid by, Which...
Página 174 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 441 - Thou shalt ° not muzzle the ox when he treadeth out the corn.
Página 60 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given. Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heaven...