The St. Petersburg English Review, of Literature, the Arts, and Sciences, Band 3Hauer and Company, 1842 |
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... perhaps not so much . The lock - handle in the mean time had not moved any more . " « It must be a mere delusion , D I said ; 4 and I should be ashamed of giving way to such fancies . I'll go and call Martha , and she must help me in ...
... perhaps not so much . The lock - handle in the mean time had not moved any more . " « It must be a mere delusion , D I said ; 4 and I should be ashamed of giving way to such fancies . I'll go and call Martha , and she must help me in ...
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... perhaps attain the almost incredible popularity reached at once by that poem , but might prove even more acceptable to genuine lovers of poetry . There is , perhaps , no other bard alive ( except one ) to whom we could honestly give ...
... perhaps attain the almost incredible popularity reached at once by that poem , but might prove even more acceptable to genuine lovers of poetry . There is , perhaps , no other bard alive ( except one ) to whom we could honestly give ...
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... perhaps suggest to us a doubt whether we are not sometimes a little seduced , by an accident of the dictionary , into drawing visionary contrasts where no real difference exists a suspicion which will be råther increased than lessened ...
... perhaps suggest to us a doubt whether we are not sometimes a little seduced , by an accident of the dictionary , into drawing visionary contrasts where no real difference exists a suspicion which will be råther increased than lessened ...
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... perhaps be suggested , as the most marked of all the distinctions between very early poetry and that of modern days , that in the former the creative faculty generally appears pure and naked , and absolutely unconnected with the reflec ...
... perhaps be suggested , as the most marked of all the distinctions between very early poetry and that of modern days , that in the former the creative faculty generally appears pure and naked , and absolutely unconnected with the reflec ...
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... perhaps more ; but Moore stands absolutely pre - eminent in it . And we are not , therefore , surprised that the charm of poetry , and that of music , seem in his mind to be often re- garded as identical . The very attributes by which ...
... perhaps more ; but Moore stands absolutely pre - eminent in it . And we are not , therefore , surprised that the charm of poetry , and that of music , seem in his mind to be often re- garded as identical . The very attributes by which ...
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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.