The British Critic: A New Review, Volum 1F. and C. Rivington, 1814 |
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Pàgina 4
... language of religion is foreign and strange to them . That which may be thought to be easy and familiar , is in reality in- comprehensible without a degree of attention , which , in such cases , it is hopeless to expect : the simplest ...
... language of religion is foreign and strange to them . That which may be thought to be easy and familiar , is in reality in- comprehensible without a degree of attention , which , in such cases , it is hopeless to expect : the simplest ...
Pàgina 9
... language , -God forbid that ever I should deserve the imputation ! A High - Churchman , in the true sense of the word , is one that is a bigot to the secular rights of the priesthood , -one who claims for the hierarchy , upon pretence ...
... language , -God forbid that ever I should deserve the imputation ! A High - Churchman , in the true sense of the word , is one that is a bigot to the secular rights of the priesthood , -one who claims for the hierarchy , upon pretence ...
Pàgina 11
... language , not surpassed by any thing of the same kind in the very best of the Greek writers . Whence the conclu- sion seems inevitable , that the knowledge which the Holy Spirit conveyed to the understandings of these chosen ...
... language , not surpassed by any thing of the same kind in the very best of the Greek writers . Whence the conclu- sion seems inevitable , that the knowledge which the Holy Spirit conveyed to the understandings of these chosen ...
Pàgina 27
... language . He endeavoured to correct the ferocity of his countrymen ; was indulgent to the religion and customs of the Hindoos ; and wishing to revive the learning of the Brahmins , which had been persecuted as profane by the ignorant ...
... language . He endeavoured to correct the ferocity of his countrymen ; was indulgent to the religion and customs of the Hindoos ; and wishing to revive the learning of the Brahmins , which had been persecuted as profane by the ignorant ...
Pàgina 37
... language , cannot be construed by any one , who can extend his ideas beyond the mere volume before him , into a charge of plagiarism . To return to the story - Selim still remains absorbed int thought ; the playful tenderness of Zuleika ...
... language , cannot be construed by any one , who can extend his ideas beyond the mere volume before him , into a charge of plagiarism . To return to the story - Selim still remains absorbed int thought ; the playful tenderness of Zuleika ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 287 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Pàgina 45 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Pàgina 42 - When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint; Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions : So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than my life.
Pàgina 292 - Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power, Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust, Degraded mass of animated dust ! Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat, Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit ! By nature vile, ennobled but by name, Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame. Ye ! who perchance behold this simple urn, Pass on — it honours none you wish to mourn : To mark a friend's remains these stones arise, I never knew but one, and here he lies.
Pàgina 432 - The Germans in Greek Are sadly to seek ; Not five in five score, But ninety-five more ; All, save only Hermann, And Hermann's a German.
Pàgina 291 - WHEN some proud son of man returns to earth, Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth, The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe, And storied urns record who rest below : When all is done, upon the tomb is seen, Not what he was, but what he should have been...
Pàgina 541 - Gibbon's Decline and fall, vol. vi. p. 320. ODE TO NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE. 1. 1 1s done — but yesterday a King ! And arm'd with Kings to strive — And now thou art a nameless thing So abject — yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Who strew'd our Earth with hostile bones ? And can he thus survive ? Since he, miscall'd the Morning Star, Nor man nor fiend hath fallen so far.
Pàgina 291 - Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth : While man, vain insect ! hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Pàgina 42 - When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
Pàgina 7 - Works done before the grace of Christ, and the Inspiration of his Spirit, are not pleasant to God, forasmuch as they spring not of faith in Jesus Christ...