New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 17. kötetThomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1826 |
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... Portraits .. The Forest Sanctuary , a Poem Specimens of a Dictionary of Love and Beauty The Vaudois Valleys 128 , IV . 322 No. III . 39 , IV . 376 42 .. No. I. 47 , II . 136 , III . 280 , IV . 425 60 Kit - Cat Sketches No. II . 61 , III ...
... Portraits .. The Forest Sanctuary , a Poem Specimens of a Dictionary of Love and Beauty The Vaudois Valleys 128 , IV . 322 No. III . 39 , IV . 376 42 .. No. I. 47 , II . 136 , III . 280 , IV . 425 60 Kit - Cat Sketches No. II . 61 , III ...
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... Portraits The Wish On a Sailor's Funeral at Sea The Collector of Cawnpore , a Tale Popular Fallacies • .. .. .. .. .. PAGE 149 150 155 .. 163 No. I. 172 , II . 201 192 .. 193 No. II . 209 215 No. I. 221 , II . 358 .. .. . 232 239 240 ...
... Portraits The Wish On a Sailor's Funeral at Sea The Collector of Cawnpore , a Tale Popular Fallacies • .. .. .. .. .. PAGE 149 150 155 .. 163 No. I. 172 , II . 201 192 .. 193 No. II . 209 215 No. I. 221 , II . 358 .. .. . 232 239 240 ...
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... About this time my old friend Quick brought me to see Gainsborough Dupont , the portrait - painter , at his house in London - street , Maryle- bone . Mr. Harris had employed him to paint , Recollections of the Life of John O'Keeffe . 21.
... About this time my old friend Quick brought me to see Gainsborough Dupont , the portrait - painter , at his house in London - street , Maryle- bone . Mr. Harris had employed him to paint , Recollections of the Life of John O'Keeffe . 21.
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... portraits in different states of forwardness . The Right Hon . William Pitt was on the easel ; Go- vernor Hastings standing on the floor ; and against the wall Quick , in Spado , with his little pistol , which he calls his barrel ...
... portraits in different states of forwardness . The Right Hon . William Pitt was on the easel ; Go- vernor Hastings standing on the floor ; and against the wall Quick , in Spado , with his little pistol , which he calls his barrel ...
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... portraits , which are wanting altogether in those of his contemporaries and successors , and particularly in Nota , and which his adversaries have gone so far as to designate , with a sort of " civil leer , ' the " maniere avocatesca ...
... portraits , which are wanting altogether in those of his contemporaries and successors , and particularly in Nota , and which his adversaries have gone so far as to designate , with a sort of " civil leer , ' the " maniere avocatesca ...
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356. oldal - Therefore it is good to consider of deformity, not as a sign, which is more deceivable; but as a cause, which seldom faileth of the effect. Whosoever hath any thing fixed in his person that doth induce contempt, hath also a perpetual spur in himself to rescue and deliver himself from scorn.
233. oldal - He spake no dream ; for, as his words had end, Our Saviour lifting up his eyes beheld, In ample space under the broadest shade, A table richly spread, in regal mode, With dishes pil'd, and meats of noblest sort And savour...
219. oldal - HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
360. oldal - I have hitherto contented myself with the ridiculous part of him, which is enough, in all conscience, to employ one man ; even without the story of his late fall at the Old Devil, where he broke no ribs, because the hardness of the stairs could reach no bones ; and for my part, I do not wonder how he came to fall, for I have always known him heavy : the miracle is, how he got up again.
139. oldal - Had spoil'd his fashionable airs: He now could praise, esteem, approve, But understood not what was love. His conduct might have made him styl'd A father, and the nymph his child.
360. oldal - My legs and thighs first formed an obtuse angle, afterwards an equilateral angle, and at length, an acute one. My thighs and body form another; and my head, always dropping on my breast, makes me not ill represent a Z.
120. oldal - Walpole could go no further than the admission that this book was "an attempt to blend the two kinds of romance, the ancient and the modern." "In the former, all was imagination and improbability: in the latter, nature is always intended to be, and sometimes has been, copied with success. Invention has not been wanting; but the great resources of fancy have been dammed up, by a strict adherence to common life.
198. oldal - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed!
338. oldal - No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
366. oldal - I have brought him low and shrewdly broken him; which more to confirm, look on his head and you shall find a grey hair for every line I have writ against him; and you shall have all his beard white, too, by that time he hath read over this book.