Wade's London Review, Volúmenes1-3C.B. Christian, 1845 |
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... less demurely . In answer to a question started by the abashed Puritans - How far an ordinance of the church could bind without impeaching Christian liberty ? James said he would not argue that point , but answer them as kings are wont ...
... less demurely . In answer to a question started by the abashed Puritans - How far an ordinance of the church could bind without impeaching Christian liberty ? James said he would not argue that point , but answer them as kings are wont ...
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... less a personage than Mr. Justice Blackstone , in the presence of the reverend and orthodox body by whom he was appointed to teach , solemnly affirmed , that to deny the possibility , nay , actual existence of witchcraft and sorcery ...
... less a personage than Mr. Justice Blackstone , in the presence of the reverend and orthodox body by whom he was appointed to teach , solemnly affirmed , that to deny the possibility , nay , actual existence of witchcraft and sorcery ...
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... less foolish from being wise ? At all events , their follies are more ridiculous and unpardonable . In place of a plebeian , history is for the most part a royal Newgate Calendar ; a Jack Sheppard romance of the great , the portraiture ...
... less foolish from being wise ? At all events , their follies are more ridiculous and unpardonable . In place of a plebeian , history is for the most part a royal Newgate Calendar ; a Jack Sheppard romance of the great , the portraiture ...
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... less ravenous suite of personal claimants upon his resources , and had he been , moreover , less addicted to expensive pleasures , he would have been a more liberal patron of the arts , the sciences , and of letters , than history shews ...
... less ravenous suite of personal claimants upon his resources , and had he been , moreover , less addicted to expensive pleasures , he would have been a more liberal patron of the arts , the sciences , and of letters , than history shews ...
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... less agreeable than that of the polished man of modern taste . To obtain aristocratic and opulent members they strain every nerve and exercise every kind of influence ; and , in fact , to become a Fellow of the Royal Society is viewed ...
... less agreeable than that of the polished man of modern taste . To obtain aristocratic and opulent members they strain every nerve and exercise every kind of influence ; and , in fact , to become a Fellow of the Royal Society is viewed ...
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Página 125 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied—- We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
Página 126 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Página 398 - And Samson called unto the Lord, and said, O Lord God, remember me, I pray thee, and strengthen me, I pray thee, only this once, O God, that I may be at once avenged of the Philistines for my two eyes.
Página 502 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday.
Página 126 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 398 - And Samson said, Let me die with the Philistines. And he bowed himself with all his might; and the house fell upon the lords, and upon all the people that were therein. So the dead which he slew at his death were more than they which he slew in his life.
Página 398 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 550 - Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ;— Lady M.
Página 635 - No more — no more — oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which out of all the lovely things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new, Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee, Think'st thou the honey with those objects grew?