Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, Band 2Enos Bronson Hopkins and Earle, 1809 |
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... France , by Lieutenant Colonel Pinkney . 312 An Account of the Empire of Morocco , by James Gray Jackson , Esq . 318 A Poetical Picture of America , by a Lady , 328 La Fete de la Rose ; or the Dramatick Flowers , 329 The Game of War ...
... France , by Lieutenant Colonel Pinkney . 312 An Account of the Empire of Morocco , by James Gray Jackson , Esq . 318 A Poetical Picture of America , by a Lady , 328 La Fete de la Rose ; or the Dramatick Flowers , 329 The Game of War ...
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... France provide , as amply as he would have between Catholicks and Hugonots , wished , for his intended second wife . we were agreeably surprised to dis- The father of Clara , a remorseless , cover that the title and about twenty ...
... France provide , as amply as he would have between Catholicks and Hugonots , wished , for his intended second wife . we were agreeably surprised to dis- The father of Clara , a remorseless , cover that the title and about twenty ...
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... , is introduced by famy that had been heaped on her . a description of a maritime village , Concealment becoming daily more so lively , original , and picturesque , that our readers , will probably not of France by 26 SELECT REVIEWS .
... , is introduced by famy that had been heaped on her . a description of a maritime village , Concealment becoming daily more so lively , original , and picturesque , that our readers , will probably not of France by 26 SELECT REVIEWS .
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Enos Bronson. that our readers , will probably not of France by those of former times , be displeased by seeing it translated : we think that the publication before “ The mixture of rustick manners and us exhibits a similar approximation ...
Enos Bronson. that our readers , will probably not of France by those of former times , be displeased by seeing it translated : we think that the publication before “ The mixture of rustick manners and us exhibits a similar approximation ...
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... France now extends uncontrolled those magnificent regions , and from over almost every part of the conti- the mighty effects they are capable nent of Europe . The hopes of the of yielding for the consolation of afinstability of that ...
... France now extends uncontrolled those magnificent regions , and from over almost every part of the conti- the mighty effects they are capable nent of Europe . The hopes of the of yielding for the consolation of afinstability of that ...
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Seite 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Seite 169 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Seite 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Seite viii - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
Seite 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Seite 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Seite 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Seite 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Seite 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.