The Quarterly review, 68. kötet

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Murray, 1841
 

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320. oldal - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
413. oldal - MEMORIALS OF THE ORDER OF THE GARTER, from its foundation to the present time ; with Biographical Notices of the Knights in the Reign of Edward III. and Richard II.
277. oldal - Russell; but his worst failure is that he is utterly ignorant of all moral fear; there is nothing he would not undertake. I believe he would perform the operation for the stone - build St. Peter's - or assume (with or without ten minutes...
228. oldal - An organized product of nature is that in which all the parts are mutually ends and means*.
24. oldal - He wore a blue coat, a thick gray-colored hairy waistcoat, with a red underwaistcoat lapped over it, green velveteen breeches with pearl buttons, yarn stockings, and slippers down at the heels, — his appearance being very much like that of a tall, large-boned farmer.
22. oldal - Do not make them speeches. Unusual compliments, to which there is no stated and prescriptive answer, embarrass the feeble, who know not what to say, and disgust the wise, who knowing them to be false, suspect them to be hypocritical.
414. oldal - The author appears to us to have neglected no sources of information, and to have exhausted them, as far as regards the general scope and purpose of the inquiry. The graphical illustrations are such as become a work of tins character upon such a subject ; at, of course, a lavish cost.
484. oldal - Helas, Franklin!' then gave him a double kiss, one upon each cheek, and another upon his forehead. When we went into the room to dine, she was placed between the Doctor and Mr Adams. She carried on the chief of the conversation at dinner, frequently locking her hand into the Doctor's, and sometimes spreading her arms upon the backs of both the gentlemen's chairs, then throwing her arms carelessly upon the Doctor's neck.
238. oldal - Thou, my love, art perplexed with the endless seeming confusion Of the luxuriant wealth which in the garden is spread ; Name upon name thou hearest, and in thy dissatisfied hearing, With a barbarian noise one drives another along. All the forms resemble, yet none is the same as another ; Thus the whole of the throng points at a deep-hidden law.
197. oldal - This is the spirit in which the pursuit of knowledge is generally carried on with success : those men arrive at truths who eagerly endeavour to connect remote points of their knowledge, not those who stop cautiously at each point till something compels them to go beyond it * — Hist.

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