National Review, Band 6Robert Theobold, 1858 |
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... Italians and Hungarians to feel towards their Austrian oppressors , -the respectable natives dread the success of the sepoys as much as we can do , for they are well aware that it would be to them a sentence of spoliation and ruin : the ...
... Italians and Hungarians to feel towards their Austrian oppressors , -the respectable natives dread the success of the sepoys as much as we can do , for they are well aware that it would be to them a sentence of spoliation and ruin : the ...
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... Italy and Spain can afford not only no parallel , but no conception . Few crimes could equal that of replacing any portion of a country committed to our keeping under the infliction of such an intolerable scourge . There remains , then ...
... Italy and Spain can afford not only no parallel , but no conception . Few crimes could equal that of replacing any portion of a country committed to our keeping under the infliction of such an intolerable scourge . There remains , then ...
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... Italian campaign , acting as aide - de - camp to General Dupont . When peace was de- clared , he returned to Paris , and ... Italy , he fell in with a lady who made a great impression on his heart . She was at that time living under the ...
... Italian campaign , acting as aide - de - camp to General Dupont . When peace was de- clared , he returned to Paris , and ... Italy , he fell in with a lady who made a great impression on his heart . She was at that time living under the ...
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... Italian morals , and their vagabond gaiety . Consuelo shows how her observa- tion of the Venetian populace coloured her theory of artist- life , and the poetical feeling which from so many sides attaches itself to Venice threw a halo ...
... Italian morals , and their vagabond gaiety . Consuelo shows how her observa- tion of the Venetian populace coloured her theory of artist- life , and the poetical feeling which from so many sides attaches itself to Venice threw a halo ...
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... Italian half canny Scotchman set down his pri- vate impressions of him in a few pithy words which have since come to day ( though it does not appear he ever meant them to do so ) , and have stuck like a 120 Ben Jonson .
... Italian half canny Scotchman set down his pri- vate impressions of him in a few pithy words which have since come to day ( though it does not appear he ever meant them to do so ) , and have stuck like a 120 Ben Jonson .
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Seite 192 - 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 124 - Yet must I not give nature all ; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Seite 141 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Seite 193 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Seite 192 - What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Seite 123 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Seite 124 - Sufflaminandus erat,' as Augustus said of Haterius. His wit was in his own power, would the rule of it had been so too. Many times he fell into those things, could not escape laughter : as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him,
Seite 141 - Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space, to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st a day of night, Goddess excellently bright.
Seite 464 - Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps, And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries. I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won from thee, Hoping to still these obstinate questionings Of thee and thine, by forcing some lone ghost Thy messenger, to render up the tale Of what we are.
Seite 96 - Not that Nepenthes which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena Is of such power to stir up joy as this, To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.