The Phrenological Journal, and Magazine of Moral Science, Bände 11-12MacLachlan, Stewart, and Company, 1838 |
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... speak here of proofs . It is one thing to satisfy our own minds , but another and often a more difficult labour , to adduce sufficient proofs to make doubt in others become unphilosophical . In the conflicting opinions respecting the ...
... speak here of proofs . It is one thing to satisfy our own minds , but another and often a more difficult labour , to adduce sufficient proofs to make doubt in others become unphilosophical . In the conflicting opinions respecting the ...
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... speak a lan- guage of their own , and the common people understand none other . The educated classes speak German . A Phrenologist sees at a glance that they are a different people from the Ger- mans . The German generally has fair hair ...
... speak a lan- guage of their own , and the common people understand none other . The educated classes speak German . A Phrenologist sees at a glance that they are a different people from the Ger- mans . The German generally has fair hair ...
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... speak French . They entertain a great venera- tion for Dr. Gall , and are perfectly aware that he was a dis- tinguished character . Madame Becker mentioned that there are still living at Tiefenbrunn , a large number of Dr. Gall's ...
... speak French . They entertain a great venera- tion for Dr. Gall , and are perfectly aware that he was a dis- tinguished character . Madame Becker mentioned that there are still living at Tiefenbrunn , a large number of Dr. Gall's ...
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... speak with Dr. Gall , she was told that he was engaged with Count Clement . The Prince renewed his acquaintanceship with Dr. Gall in Paris , and when he re- sided there as Ambassador to Napoleon , he sent letters and small packets to ...
... speak with Dr. Gall , she was told that he was engaged with Count Clement . The Prince renewed his acquaintanceship with Dr. Gall in Paris , and when he re- sided there as Ambassador to Napoleon , he sent letters and small packets to ...
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... enforce the truism that music consists of sounds . To speak definitely of music and sound , the technical language of music and acoustics must be employed . Music consists then of sound . Music is 34 Remarks on the Function.
... enforce the truism that music consists of sounds . To speak definitely of music and sound , the technical language of music and acoustics must be employed . Music consists then of sound . Music is 34 Remarks on the Function.
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Seite 372 - As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Seite 43 - ... it is better to bear the ills we have, than fly to others that we know not of.
Seite 376 - O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
Seite 375 - Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven Far flashed the red artillery.
Seite 372 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Seite 84 - I think there is one unerring mark of it, viz. the not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance, than the proofs it is built upon will warrant. Whoever goes beyond this measure of assent, it is plain, receives not truth in the love of it; loves not truth for truth's sake, but for some other by-end.
Seite 374 - Now swells the intermingling din ; the jar, Frequent and frightful, of the bursting bomb ; The falling beam, the shriek, the groan, the shout, The ceaseless clangour, and the rush of men Inebriate with rage! — Loud and more loud The discord grows ; till pale Death shuts the scene, And o'er the conqueror and the conquered draws His cold and bloody shroud.
Seite 216 - All is the gift of industry ; whate'er Exalts, embellishes, and renders life Delightful. Pensive Winter, cheer'd by him, Sits at the social fire, and happy hears Th' excluded tempest idly rave along.
Seite 374 - Ah ! whence yon glare That fires the arch of heaven ? — that dark red smoke Blotting the silver moon ? The stars are quenched In darkness, and the pure and spangling snow Gleams faintly through the gloom that gathers round...
Seite 375 - And o'er the conqueror and the conquer'd draws His cold and bloody shroud. — Of all the men Whom day's departing beam saw blooming there In proud and vigorous health ; of all the hearts That beat with anxious life at sun-set there ; How few survive, how few are beating now ! AD is deep silence, like the fearful calm That slumbers in the storm's portentous pause ; Save when the frantic wail of widowed love Comes...