American Quarterly Review, Volym 19Robert Walsh Carey, Lea & Carey, 1836 |
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... considered a judge of its value . It may be asked , would you wish , then , that the mind which creates so much pleasure and amusement - which , in its line , achieves greatness , and is perhaps only capable of great effort in that ...
... considered a judge of its value . It may be asked , would you wish , then , that the mind which creates so much pleasure and amusement - which , in its line , achieves greatness , and is perhaps only capable of great effort in that ...
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... considered only as an interval of return- ing reason , with utter despair . Hope had been , through life , his sole star of joy -- and to fancy it withered , at the moment when it is most wanted , and when it is all that is left , would ...
... considered only as an interval of return- ing reason , with utter despair . Hope had been , through life , his sole star of joy -- and to fancy it withered , at the moment when it is most wanted , and when it is all that is left , would ...
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... considered as ranged decidedly upon her side . This arises , no doubt , from carelessness ; but a little consideration might have prevented the occasion for such criticism . The work is never tedious -on the contrary , it is lively and ...
... considered as ranged decidedly upon her side . This arises , no doubt , from carelessness ; but a little consideration might have prevented the occasion for such criticism . The work is never tedious -on the contrary , it is lively and ...
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... considered ill enough to be sent to the hospital , are permitted to re- The sombre pro- main in their houses or cabins , reporting themselves every evening at the ' great hus , ' as they term the family mansion . cession alluded to ...
... considered ill enough to be sent to the hospital , are permitted to re- The sombre pro- main in their houses or cabins , reporting themselves every evening at the ' great hus , ' as they term the family mansion . cession alluded to ...
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... considered , and cautiously applied . But we are opposed to mere change , and the love of it as such ; where the exigencies of society do not imperiously call for it . And we are further of the opinion , that if any people ever existed ...
... considered , and cautiously applied . But we are opposed to mere change , and the love of it as such ; where the exigencies of society do not imperiously call for it . And we are further of the opinion , that if any people ever existed ...
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Sida 431 - tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
Sida 432 - In me. thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Sida 424 - Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells: In truth the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is: and hence for me, In sundry moods, 'twas pastime to be bound Within the Sonnet's scanty plot of ground; Pleased if some Souls (for such there needs must be) Who have felt the weight of too much liberty, Should find brief solace there, as I have found.
Sida 425 - s not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Sida 426 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Sida 108 - Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long where thou art lying Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven, To tell the world their worth...
Sida 430 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Sida 277 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Sida 278 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
Sida 108 - From eyes unused to weep, And long where thou art lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth. And I, who woke each morrow To clasp thy hand in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal and woe were thine: It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow, But I've in vain essayed it, And feel I cannot now.