“The” Spirit of the Age, Or Contemporary PortraitsGalignani, 1825 |
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37. oldal
... live at the southern extremity of the island can only catch a glimpse of the billowy scene in the descriptions of the Author of Waverley . The mountain air is most bracing to our languid nerves , and it is brought us in ship - loads ...
... live at the southern extremity of the island can only catch a glimpse of the billowy scene in the descriptions of the Author of Waverley . The mountain air is most bracing to our languid nerves , and it is brought us in ship - loads ...
39. oldal
... live under clipped hedges , and repose in camp - beds , and do not perch on crags , like eagles , or take shelter , like sea- mews , in basaltic subterranean caverns . We have heaths with rude heaps of stones upon them but no existing ...
... live under clipped hedges , and repose in camp - beds , and do not perch on crags , like eagles , or take shelter , like sea- mews , in basaltic subterranean caverns . We have heaths with rude heaps of stones upon them but no existing ...
41. oldal
... lives over again in his volumes . No- thing is wanting - the illusion is complete . There is a hurtling in the air , a trampling of feet upon the ground , as these perfect repre- sentations of human character or fanciful be- lief come ...
... lives over again in his volumes . No- thing is wanting - the illusion is complete . There is a hurtling in the air , a trampling of feet upon the ground , as these perfect repre- sentations of human character or fanciful be- lief come ...
52. oldal
... lives — ye who have produced this change in the face of nature and society , return to earth once more , and beg pardon of Sir Walter and his patrons , who sigh at not being able to undo all that you have done ! Leaving this question ...
... lives — ye who have produced this change in the face of nature and society , return to earth once more , and beg pardon of Sir Walter and his patrons , who sigh at not being able to undo all that you have done ! Leaving this question ...
57. oldal
... live in retrospect , and dote on past achievements . The accu- mulation of knowledge has been so great , that we are lost in wonder at the height it has reached , instead of attempting to climb or add to it ; while the variety of ...
... live in retrospect , and dote on past achievements . The accu- mulation of knowledge has been so great , that we are lost in wonder at the height it has reached , instead of attempting to climb or add to it ; while the variety of ...
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146. oldal - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
116. oldal - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
137. oldal - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
57. oldal - Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
116. oldal - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast...
106. oldal - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
108. oldal - It is the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than before, The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.
115. oldal - Out went the taper as she hurried in ; Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died: She closed the door, she panted, all akin To spirits of the air, and visions wide : No uttered syllable, or, woe betide...
136. oldal - Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
119. oldal - I WISH I was where Anna lies, For I am sick of lingering here ; And every hour, affection cries, Go and partake her humble bier. I wish I could ! for when she died, I lost my all ; and life has proved, Since that sad hour, a dreary void, A waste unlovely, and unloved.