Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen16Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1849 |
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... once , and once only . Not that its failure as an acting drama would be conclusive against its merit alto- gether , for Johnson's " Irene " met with the Whether Lord John felt , as Johnson ex- same fate , as indeed have a hundred others ...
... once , and once only . Not that its failure as an acting drama would be conclusive against its merit alto- gether , for Johnson's " Irene " met with the Whether Lord John felt , as Johnson ex- same fate , as indeed have a hundred others ...
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... once destroy the young plantation , and , moreover , it would be seriously injurious to my reputation as a planter . ' The duke replied , ' Do as I desire you , and I will take care of your reputation . ' The plantation was consequently ...
... once destroy the young plantation , and , moreover , it would be seriously injurious to my reputation as a planter . ' The duke replied , ' Do as I desire you , and I will take care of your reputation . ' The plantation was consequently ...
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... once spoke more graciously than usual to some of the young ladies of the court , one of them re- plied , flippantly enough , but with some truth , Pray , Monsieur le Cardinal , what reverse of fortune has befallen you that you ...
... once spoke more graciously than usual to some of the young ladies of the court , one of them re- plied , flippantly enough , but with some truth , Pray , Monsieur le Cardinal , what reverse of fortune has befallen you that you ...
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... once or twice repeated , she called on him to play it over again , with increased emphasis , until she should desire . him to leave off ; he did so for some minutes , and she seemed to join in the chorus , but suddenly her voice ceased ...
... once or twice repeated , she called on him to play it over again , with increased emphasis , until she should desire . him to leave off ; he did so for some minutes , and she seemed to join in the chorus , but suddenly her voice ceased ...
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... once , which made me very angry , as soldiers ought not to kill women ; but several bad boys came in my way , who served to fill up the wells in the castle . " A letter is still extant from Pope Pius IV . to this noble and well ...
... once , which made me very angry , as soldiers ought not to kill women ; but several bad boys came in my way , who served to fill up the wells in the castle . " A letter is still extant from Pope Pius IV . to this noble and well ...
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Página 213 - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Página 210 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
Página 512 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Página 147 - A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence, because he has no identity ; he is continually in for, and filling, some other body. The sun, the moon, the sea, and men and women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute ; the poet has none, no identity. He is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's creatures.
Página 152 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Página 147 - A poet is the most unpoetical of any thing in existence, because he has no Identity — he is continually in for and filling some other Body — The Sun, the Moon, the Sea and Men and Women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute; the poet has none, no identity — he is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's Creatures.
Página 17 - Goldsmith's plain narrative will please again and again. I would say to Robertson what an old tutor of a college said to one of his pupils : ' Read over your compositions, and wherever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out.
Página 48 - And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Página 210 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Página 159 - THE SEA. IT keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. Often 'tis in such gentle temper found, That scarcely will the very smallest shell Be moved for days from where it sometime fell, When last the winds of heaven were unbound. Oh ye ! who have your eye-balls vexed and tired, Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea...