National Review, Band 6Robert Theobold, 1858 |
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... Thucydides and Xenophon , Colonel Mure neces- sarily invades Mr. Grote's domain more frequently and more ex- tensively than in the earlier parts of his work . He is here con- siderably less in his element than when dealing with Homer or ...
... Thucydides and Xenophon , Colonel Mure neces- sarily invades Mr. Grote's domain more frequently and more ex- tensively than in the earlier parts of his work . He is here con- siderably less in his element than when dealing with Homer or ...
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... Thucydides . In fact , it is no dis- respect to say that Thucydides is too much for him . Much may be learned from various portions of Colonel Mure's criti- cisms ; wherever tact and acuteness are enough , he is still the Colonel Mure ...
... Thucydides . In fact , it is no dis- respect to say that Thucydides is too much for him . Much may be learned from various portions of Colonel Mure's criti- cisms ; wherever tact and acuteness are enough , he is still the Colonel Mure ...
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... Thucydides belongs to no age or country ; he is the historian of our common humanity , the teacher of abstract political wisdom . Herodotus is hardly a political writer at all ; his political com- ments are indeed , when they occur ...
... Thucydides belongs to no age or country ; he is the historian of our common humanity , the teacher of abstract political wisdom . Herodotus is hardly a political writer at all ; his political com- ments are indeed , when they occur ...
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... Thucydides lived for the future ; Xenophon reflects only the petty passions of the moment . He writes not like a historian , whether antiquarian or political , but like a petulant journalist who has to decry the troublesome greatness of ...
... Thucydides lived for the future ; Xenophon reflects only the petty passions of the moment . He writes not like a historian , whether antiquarian or political , but like a petulant journalist who has to decry the troublesome greatness of ...
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... Thucydides , after all , was a man . He could not deal with perfect fairness between him- self and a bitter personal and political enemy ; but what does the utmost that can be made out against him amount to ? That he once pronounces a ...
... Thucydides , after all , was a man . He could not deal with perfect fairness between him- self and a bitter personal and political enemy ; but what does the utmost that can be made out against him amount to ? That he once pronounces a ...
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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.