The Literary Examiner: Consisting of the Indicator, a Review of Books, and Miscellaneous Pieces in Prose and VerseLeigh Hunt H.L. Hunt, 1823 - 412 páginas Contains all parts of the 'Literary Examiner'. Originally published as No. 1, Saturday July 5, 1823 - No. 26, Saturday Dec. 27, 1823. |
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... heart ache . Besides , I shall love the country I am in more and more , and on the very account for which it angers me at present . . -- This is confessing a great pain in the midst of my books . I own it ; and yet I feel all the ...
... heart ache . Besides , I shall love the country I am in more and more , and on the very account for which it angers me at present . . -- This is confessing a great pain in the midst of my books . I own it ; and yet I feel all the ...
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... heart . It has some Latin , too . It has also an handsome contempt for appearance . It looks like what it is , a selection made at precious intervals from the book - stalls ; - now ȧ Chaucer at nine and twopence ; now a Montaigne or a ...
... heart . It has some Latin , too . It has also an handsome contempt for appearance . It looks like what it is , a selection made at precious intervals from the book - stalls ; - now ȧ Chaucer at nine and twopence ; now a Montaigne or a ...
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... hearts or heaven knows what ! Not the less influentially , however , it appears- And yet a headlong , headstrong , downright she , Young , beautiful , and daring - who would risk A throne , the world , the universe , to be Beloved in ...
... hearts or heaven knows what ! Not the less influentially , however , it appears- And yet a headlong , headstrong , downright she , Young , beautiful , and daring - who would risk A throne , the world , the universe , to be Beloved in ...
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... heart - strings like wild horses pull The heart asunder ; then , as more or less Their speed abated or their strength grew dull , She sunk down on her seat by slow degrees , And bowed her throbbing head o'er trembling knees . Her face ...
... heart - strings like wild horses pull The heart asunder ; then , as more or less Their speed abated or their strength grew dull , She sunk down on her seat by slow degrees , And bowed her throbbing head o'er trembling knees . Her face ...
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... hearts her soil ; The Lust which stings , the Splendour which encumbers , With the free foresters divide no spoil ... heart droop And shudder ; -while , as beautiful as May , A female child of ten years tried to stoop And hide her ...
... hearts her soil ; The Lust which stings , the Splendour which encumbers , With the free foresters divide no spoil ... heart droop And shudder ; -while , as beautiful as May , A female child of ten years tried to stoop And hide her ...
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admiration Albert Alfman appeared Ariosto beautiful Booksellers and Newsvenders Broad-street C. W. REYNELL called Canto Carlostein character Christian country circulation free curious Don Juan Duke earth English Epigrams eyes Fall of Constantinople Faust favour feeling France French genius Genoa give H. L. HUNT hand head heart heaven High-street Hillyard and Morgan honour human imagination Jacob Jones James Mann King lady less LITERARY EXAMINER live look Lord Byron manner matter Milton mind moral Napoleon nature never Newsvenders in town noble o'er oblique order observed once opinion passion person poem poet poetry present Prince racter reader reason religion remark respect Risberg scarcely seems shew sort soul Spaewife species spirit story Sunderland Suwarrow taste Tavistock-street thee thing thou thought tion translation truth W. R. Macphun whole woman word writing young Zealanders
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Página 98 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, While the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns, and fallows gray...
Página 307 - Around : the wild fowl nestled in the brake And sedges, brooding in their liquid bed ; The woods sloped downwards to its brink, and stood With their green faces fix'd upon the flood.
Página 27 - He wrote this Polar melody, and set it, Duly accompanied by shrieks and groans, "Which few will sing, I trust, but none forget it — For I will teach, if possible, the stones To rise against Earth's tyrants.
Página 133 - So they came and called unto the porter of the city: and they told them, saying, We came to the camp of the Syrians, and, behold, there was no man there, neither voice of man, but horses tied, and asses tied, and the tents as they were.
Página 71 - And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter— like favourites, Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it.
Página 21 - ... was eminently delighted with those flights of imagination which pass the bounds of nature, and to which the mind is reconciled only by a passive acquiescence in popular traditions. He loved fairies, genii, giants, and monsters ; he delighted to rove through the meanders of inchantment, to gaze on the magnificence of golden palaces, to repose by the water-falls of Elysian gardens.
Página 119 - I will tell you something which may amaze you a little more, and I hope will frighten you. It is such men as you who madden the spirits and the patience of the poor and wretched; and if ever a convulsion comes in this country (which is very probable), recollect what I tell you : you will have your...
Página 106 - there was no matter," And proved it — 'twas no matter what he said: They say his system 'tis in vain to batter, Too subtle for the airiest human head; And yet who can believe it? I would shatter Gladly all matters, down to stone or lead, Or adamant, to find the world a spirit, And wear my head, denying that I wear it.
Página 132 - I take my subjects' money, when I want it, without all this formality of parliament?" The bishop of Durham readily answered, "God forbid, Sir, but you should: you are the breath of our nostrils." Whereupon the King turned and said to the bishop of Winchester, "Well, my Lord, what say you?" "Sir," replied the bishop, "I have no skill to judge of parliamentary cases." The King answered, "No put-offs, my Lord; answer me presently.
Página 307 - Its outlet dash'd into a deep cascade, Sparkling with foam, until again subsiding, Its shriller echoes — like an infant made Quiet— sank into softer ripples...