The Quarterly Review, Band 117

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John Murray, 1865

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Seite 26 - I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Seite 26 - I hear! —But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Seite 11 - SONG WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of the night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
Seite 453 - RELIGION which only concern the confession of the true Christian faith and the doctrine of the Sacraments...
Seite 213 - Thus every good his native wilds impart Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And e'en those ills that round his mansion rise Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native mountains more.
Seite 450 - ... unfeigned assent and consent to the use of all things in the said book contained and prescribed, in these words and no other : — " I, AB, do here declare my unfeigned assent and consent to all and everything contained and prescribed in and by the book intituled the Book of Common Prayer...
Seite 9 - Whether in heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth; Whether on crystal rocks ye rove, Beneath the bosom of the sea, Wandering in many a coral grove; Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry; How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move, The sound is forced, the notes are few.
Seite 213 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Seite 525 - If fairly warranted by any reasonable occasion or exigency and honestly made, such communications are protected for the common convenience and welfare of society, and the law has not restricted the right to make them within any narrow limits.
Seite 22 - it will be questioned ; ' when the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire, somewhat like a guinea ? ' Oh ! no, no ! I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host, crying : ' Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty ! ' I question not my corporeal eye, any more than I would question a window concerning a sight.

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