“The” Spirit of the Age, Or Contemporary PortraitsGalignani, 1825 |
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... whole . He does not prepare any plan beforehand , nor revise and retouch what he has written with polished accuracy . His only object seems to be to stimulate himself and his readers for the mo- ment - to keep both alive , to drive away ...
... whole . He does not prepare any plan beforehand , nor revise and retouch what he has written with polished accuracy . His only object seems to be to stimulate himself and his readers for the mo- ment - to keep both alive , to drive away ...
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... whole race of mankind . Nothing can show more handsomely or be more gallantly executed . There was a talk at one time that our author was about to take Guy Faux for the subject of one of his novels , in order to put a more liberal and ...
... whole race of mankind . Nothing can show more handsomely or be more gallantly executed . There was a talk at one time that our author was about to take Guy Faux for the subject of one of his novels , in order to put a more liberal and ...
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... whole soul to them . The mind , after " letting contemplation have its fill , " or 66 Sailing with supreme dominion Through the azure deep of air , " sinks down on the ground , breathless , ex- hausted , powerless , inactive ; or if it ...
... whole soul to them . The mind , after " letting contemplation have its fill , " or 66 Sailing with supreme dominion Through the azure deep of air , " sinks down on the ground , breathless , ex- hausted , powerless , inactive ; or if it ...
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... whole time and attention to , and wisely writes over the doors of his un- derstanding , his fancy , and his senses- " No admittance except on business . " He has none of that fastidious refinement and false deli- cacy , which might lead ...
... whole time and attention to , and wisely writes over the doors of his un- derstanding , his fancy , and his senses- " No admittance except on business . " He has none of that fastidious refinement and false deli- cacy , which might lead ...
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... whole lump : " and the spirit of humanity ( thanks to Mr. Southey ) is not quite expelled from the Quarterly Re- view . At the corner of his pen , " there hangs a vapourous drop profound " of independence and liberality , which falls ...
... whole lump : " and the spirit of humanity ( thanks to Mr. Southey ) is not quite expelled from the Quarterly Re- view . At the corner of his pen , " there hangs a vapourous drop profound " of independence and liberality , which falls ...
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Seite 146 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Seite 116 - 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.
Seite 137 - 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.
Seite 57 - Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
Seite 116 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast...
Seite 106 - 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.
Seite 108 - 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.
Seite 115 - 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...
Seite 136 - 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.
Seite 119 - 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.