Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, 2. kötetLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1846 |
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14. oldal
... thing pious we think , and endearing , in the office of thus gathering up the ashes of renown that has passed away ; or rather , of calling back the departed life for a transi- tory glow , and enabling those great spirits which seemed ...
... thing pious we think , and endearing , in the office of thus gathering up the ashes of renown that has passed away ; or rather , of calling back the departed life for a transi- tory glow , and enabling those great spirits which seemed ...
15. oldal
... thing like the indulgence and veneration for anti- quity of his predecessor- there shall posterity still hang with rapture on the half of Campbell- and the fourth part of Byron - and the sixth of Scott - and the scat- tered tythes of ...
... thing like the indulgence and veneration for anti- quity of his predecessor- there shall posterity still hang with rapture on the half of Campbell- and the fourth part of Byron - and the sixth of Scott - and the scat- tered tythes of ...
22. oldal
... thing with regard to Pope's versification . That his peculiar rhythm and manner are the very best in the whole range of our poetry need not be asserted . He has a gracefully peculiar manner , though it is not calculated to be an ...
... thing with regard to Pope's versification . That his peculiar rhythm and manner are the very best in the whole range of our poetry need not be asserted . He has a gracefully peculiar manner , though it is not calculated to be an ...
30. oldal
... thing for a poet to have kept himself cool and temperate , on a theme which has hurried so many inferior spirits into passion and extravagance . " When we conceive , " says Mr. C. , " the inspired boy transporting himself in imagination ...
... thing for a poet to have kept himself cool and temperate , on a theme which has hurried so many inferior spirits into passion and extravagance . " When we conceive , " says Mr. C. , " the inspired boy transporting himself in imagination ...
38. oldal
... thing but that indiscriminate rage for editing and annotating by which the present times are so happily distinguished , we should be disposed to hail it as the most unequivocal symptom of improvement in public taste that has yet ...
... thing but that indiscriminate rage for editing and annotating by which the present times are so happily distinguished , we should be disposed to hail it as the most unequivocal symptom of improvement in public taste that has yet ...
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381. oldal - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
462. oldal - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, — But let us part fair foes ; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, — hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing ; I would also deem O'er others...
453. oldal - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
464. oldal - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
73. oldal - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east...
158. oldal - His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
460. oldal - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
80. oldal - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
193. oldal - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
139. oldal - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.