American Eclectic and Museum of Literature, Science, and Art, Volum 1John Holmes Agnew E. Littell, 1843 |
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... language . But the mere recur- shall not be sorry if we have made him feel rence of favorite phrases cannot fail to a certain degree of regret for their com- strike and displease the most careless mission . reader . The bow of Esop ...
... language . But the mere recur- shall not be sorry if we have made him feel rence of favorite phrases cannot fail to a certain degree of regret for their com- strike and displease the most careless mission . reader . The bow of Esop ...
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... language , that occasion the ploys with marked effect . principal blemishes in his style . And it is impossible to deny , that when he gives the rein to his fancy , it occasionally hurries him across the fatal step which separates the ...
... language , that occasion the ploys with marked effect . principal blemishes in his style . And it is impossible to deny , that when he gives the rein to his fancy , it occasionally hurries him across the fatal step which separates the ...
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... language to event . We have been wholly unable to come from shrewd , sensible men of the reconcile the author's calm and just re - world - from men who , when reasoning on marks upon the nature of the French gov- the crimes and follies ...
... language to event . We have been wholly unable to come from shrewd , sensible men of the reconcile the author's calm and just re - world - from men who , when reasoning on marks upon the nature of the French gov- the crimes and follies ...
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... language in which Hampden might occurs , that admitting the possibility of the have spoken for the abolition of the Star- explanation , we do not want its assistance . Chamber , or Lord Somers for the Bill of Mr. Alison has ably shown ...
... language in which Hampden might occurs , that admitting the possibility of the have spoken for the abolition of the Star- explanation , we do not want its assistance . Chamber , or Lord Somers for the Bill of Mr. Alison has ably shown ...
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... language is capable . No doubt Ro- upon Mr. Burke at the outset of the Revo- bespierre was a wicked man , and was as lution , and on Mr. Pitt before its principal miserable as wicked men generally are . atrocities began , only shone on ...
... language is capable . No doubt Ro- upon Mr. Burke at the outset of the Revo- bespierre was a wicked man , and was as lution , and on Mr. Pitt before its principal miserable as wicked men generally are . atrocities began , only shone on ...
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Pàgina 472 - ... godliness hath promise of the life that now is," as well as of that which is to come.
Pàgina 398 - And the same John had his raiment of camel's hair, and a leathern girdle about his loins; and his meat was locusts and wild honey.
Pàgina 158 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot, the cultivated farm, The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Pàgina 381 - For so work the honey bees : Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
Pàgina 205 - But when the face of Sextus Was seen among the foes, A yell that rent the firmament From all the town arose. On the house-tops was no woman But spat towards him and hissed, No child but screamed out curses, And shook its little fist.
Pàgina 120 - ... serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me; And I perhaps may soothe this heart, In thinking too of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn. And never can restore.
Pàgina 205 - But with a crash like thunder Fell every loosened beam, And like a dam the mighty wreck Lay right athwart the stream ; And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam.
Pàgina 187 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
Pàgina 354 - A bee amongst the flowers in spring, is one of the most cheerful objects that can be looked upon. Its life appears to be all enjoyment : so busy and so pleased...
Pàgina 205 - Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. "Down with him !" cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face; "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, "Now yield thee to our grace.