The Quarterly Review, Band 49William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1833 |
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... Foreign Policy of Great Britain since the War . By a British Merchant . 2. Letter to Viscount Palmerston respecting the Relations of England and Portugal . By William Walton . 3. A Second Letter to Lord Palmerston . By William Walton ...
... Foreign Policy of Great Britain since the War . By a British Merchant . 2. Letter to Viscount Palmerston respecting the Relations of England and Portugal . By William Walton . 3. A Second Letter to Lord Palmerston . By William Walton ...
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... foreign agents upon the crimes of the reign of terror - all have acknowledged that the centre of this execrable intrigue was in the party of Hebert , and yet the greater number of them have accused the Mountain of complicity with the ...
... foreign agents upon the crimes of the reign of terror - all have acknowledged that the centre of this execrable intrigue was in the party of Hebert , and yet the greater number of them have accused the Mountain of complicity with the ...
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... foreign nations in distant quarters of the globe , was the cause of such indifference . As soon as they began to learn who the people are who require to have the gospel preached to them , and in what part of the globe they dwell , they ...
... foreign nations in distant quarters of the globe , was the cause of such indifference . As soon as they began to learn who the people are who require to have the gospel preached to them , and in what part of the globe they dwell , they ...
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... foreign minister had mentioned to Johnson , and which he ( Boswell ) had been in- formed was ludicrously rendered Il Vagabondo ' ( Croker's Bos- well , iv . , p . 287 ) . If Paoli used the expression at all , it must have been in ...
... foreign minister had mentioned to Johnson , and which he ( Boswell ) had been in- formed was ludicrously rendered Il Vagabondo ' ( Croker's Bos- well , iv . , p . 287 ) . If Paoli used the expression at all , it must have been in ...
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... foreign demand for this produce , and causing eight millions ' worth of her primest eatables to leave her shores for the markets of London , Bristol , and Manchester , confer an extraordinary advantage on her fasting inhabitants , who ...
... foreign demand for this produce , and causing eight millions ' worth of her primest eatables to leave her shores for the markets of London , Bristol , and Manchester , confer an extraordinary advantage on her fasting inhabitants , who ...
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Seite 193 - O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Seite 12 - Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow; Then boast no more your mighty deeds! Upon Death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim...
Seite 197 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 197 - Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Seite 351 - Who is like unto thee, O Lord, among the gods? who is like thee, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?
Seite 460 - By one so deep in love, then he, who ne'er From me shall separate• at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more.
Seite 186 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Seite 81 - By some strange chance we have never seen his first publication, which, if it at all resembles its younger brother, must be by this time so popular that any notice of it on our part would seem idle and presumptuous ; but we gladly seize this opportunity of repairing an unintentional neglect, and of introducing to the admiration of our more sequestered readers a new prodigy of genius — another and a brighter star of that galaxy or milky way of poetry of which the lamented Keats was the harbinger;...
Seite 440 - Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Seite 11 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.