The St. Petersburg English Review, of Literature, the Arts, and Sciences, Band 3Hauer and Company, 1842 |
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... human ears . The system they called the great Heptachord , or seven - stringed lyre of Heaven , and in this celestial instrument they attributed the gravest or flattest note to the Moon , and the sharpest to the Sun. Vide Cicero , Tusc ...
... human ears . The system they called the great Heptachord , or seven - stringed lyre of Heaven , and in this celestial instrument they attributed the gravest or flattest note to the Moon , and the sharpest to the Sun. Vide Cicero , Tusc ...
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... human eyes as if earth had before trembled from her entrails , and nature gives a second groan . ' - At the first opening of this splendid passage , we perceive a mysterious light , which seems to direct us out of the paths in which we ...
... human eyes as if earth had before trembled from her entrails , and nature gives a second groan . ' - At the first opening of this splendid passage , we perceive a mysterious light , which seems to direct us out of the paths in which we ...
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... human face , so are drops of water to the sky . ' 6 Nor will another distinguished poet afford us any better guidance out of our difficulties . Lord Byron , in the course of the paradoxical warfare which it was his pleasure to wage ...
... human face , so are drops of water to the sky . ' 6 Nor will another distinguished poet afford us any better guidance out of our difficulties . Lord Byron , in the course of the paradoxical warfare which it was his pleasure to wage ...
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... human , always produced upon us the effect of Westall's draw- ings , with which , we suppose , it had been our fate to see his poems first illustrated - all rounded in the same soft lan- guishing physiognomy - as ideal a set of brothers ...
... human , always produced upon us the effect of Westall's draw- ings , with which , we suppose , it had been our fate to see his poems first illustrated - all rounded in the same soft lan- guishing physiognomy - as ideal a set of brothers ...
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... human beings at all . But the dramatic faculty is a gift apart from all others . - It is no doubt from a consciousness of this deficiency , in part , that the author overlays the outlines of his tales with such wonderful richness and ...
... human beings at all . But the dramatic faculty is a gift apart from all others . - It is no doubt from a consciousness of this deficiency , in part , that the author overlays the outlines of his tales with such wonderful richness and ...
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Seite 371 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks; It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Seite 172 - Fear ye not me? Saith the LORD: will ye not tremble at my presence, which have placed the sand for the bound of the sea by a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass it: and though the waves thereof toss themselves, yet can they not prevail; though they roar, yet can they not pass over it?
Seite 229 - He is a middle-sized, spare man, about forty years old, of a brown complexion and darkbrown coloured hair, but wears a wig ; a hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes, and a large mole near his mouth...
Seite 116 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Seite 359 - I never saw them afterwards, or any sign of them except three of their hats, one cap, and two shoes that were not fellows.
Seite 90 - The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward.— I'll talk to you, lady, but not beat you.
Seite 358 - Robinson Kreutznaer; but by the usual corruption of words in England we are now called, nay, we call ourselves, and write our name "Crusoe," and so my companions always called me.
Seite 20 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Seite 127 - For, so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Seite 81 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.