The Quarterly Review, 71. kötetWilliam Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir John Murray (IV), William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1843 |
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... truth . If since the invention of printing authors can gravely relate stories of an old woman who having placed a portion of the con- secrated elements at the entrance of a bee hive , presently saw the inmates busy in creating a shrine ...
... truth . If since the invention of printing authors can gravely relate stories of an old woman who having placed a portion of the con- secrated elements at the entrance of a bee hive , presently saw the inmates busy in creating a shrine ...
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... truth than by the correction of error - we shall follow the subject in some degree under the heads which Virgil has adopted , first intro- ducing our little friends in the more correct character which modern science has marked out for ...
... truth than by the correction of error - we shall follow the subject in some degree under the heads which Virgil has adopted , first intro- ducing our little friends in the more correct character which modern science has marked out for ...
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... truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents that charm'd her as she flew ? Hail , Memory , hail ! thy universal reign Guards the least link of Being's glorious chain . ' Whether this be the true solution or not , her return to her hive ...
... truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents that charm'd her as she flew ? Hail , Memory , hail ! thy universal reign Guards the least link of Being's glorious chain . ' Whether this be the true solution or not , her return to her hive ...
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... truth . That the aphides do secrete a saccharine fluid has been long known , and the bees are not their only fellow- insects who are fond of it . Their presence produces a land of milk and honey to the ants , who follow them wherever ...
... truth . That the aphides do secrete a saccharine fluid has been long known , and the bees are not their only fellow- insects who are fond of it . Their presence produces a land of milk and honey to the ants , who follow them wherever ...
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... truth of it . We grieve deeply , for there are hundreds of scholarly men at this moment writing books , full of the best possible truths for the lower - and indeed for all - classes of this country , and thousands of good men ...
... truth of it . We grieve deeply , for there are hundreds of scholarly men at this moment writing books , full of the best possible truths for the lower - and indeed for all - classes of this country , and thousands of good men ...
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54. oldal - 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 home To the tent-royal of their emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
467. oldal - They gave him of the corn-land, That was of public right, As much as two strong oxen Could plough from morn till night ; And they made a molten image, And set it up on high — And there it stands unto this day To witness if I lie.
362. oldal - Compound for sins they are inclined to By damning those they have no mind to.
52. oldal - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
465. oldal - The harvests of Arretium, This year, old men shall reap; This year, young boys in Umbro Shall plunge the struggling sheep; And in the vats of Luna, This year, the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome.
464. oldal - Queen of the western waves, Where ride Massilia's triremes Heavy with fair-haired slaves; From where sweet Clanis wanders Through corn and vines and flowers, From where Cortona lifts to heaven Her diadem of towers.
7. oldal - ... sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell ? With conscious truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents, that charmed her as she flew ? Hail, MEMORY, hail! thy universal reign Guards the least link of Being's glorious chain.
464. oldal - The horsemen and the footmen Are pouring in amain From many a stately market-place, From many a fruitful plain; From many a lonely hamlet Which, hid by beech and pine, Like an eagle's nest hangs on the crest Of purple Apennine...
10. oldal - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
473. oldal - With her small tablets in her hand, and her satchel on her arm, Home she went bounding from the school, nor dreamed of shame or harm...