Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Band 21 |
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... hatred of monarchy and had been setiled and published , and the people the offensiveness of various of his writings had then pronounced in its primary Assemblies and motions as regarded Louis XVI . person- should have regulated .
... hatred of monarchy and had been setiled and published , and the people the offensiveness of various of his writings had then pronounced in its primary Assemblies and motions as regarded Louis XVI . person- should have regulated .
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Any person the affluent classes , the bourgeoisie and those wonld imagine the people of the country had made it with a view to immediate destruction for who are raised above subsistence on the the breadth is only sufficient for one ...
Any person the affluent classes , the bourgeoisie and those wonld imagine the people of the country had made it with a view to immediate destruction for who are raised above subsistence on the the breadth is only sufficient for one ...
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Dr. Johnfruitful “ flippancy . ” son used to ridicule the notion of such an inMrs. Piozzi was in person short and plump , vasion , and grievously complained that the and of remarkably lively manners . The vieternal allusions to it ...
Dr. Johnfruitful “ flippancy . ” son used to ridicule the notion of such an inMrs. Piozzi was in person short and plump , vasion , and grievously complained that the and of remarkably lively manners . The vieternal allusions to it ...
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Was I writing to chamber , and his works on my chimney . a person who I thought regardless of me , And before this touching remembrance of and only desirous of my letters , I would not him could have reached England he was begin by ...
Was I writing to chamber , and his works on my chimney . a person who I thought regardless of me , And before this touching remembrance of and only desirous of my letters , I would not him could have reached England he was begin by ...
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... and streets so narI had no letters from Phillips or Coward row that every noise is echoed and detained while at London , but whoever writes now I below , in such a manner as to stun a person shall get the intelligence safe enough .
... and streets so narI had no letters from Phillips or Coward row that every noise is echoed and detained while at London , but whoever writes now I below , in such a manner as to stun a person shall get the intelligence safe enough .
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Seite 212 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Seite 214 - Whereof the man, that with me trod This planet, was a noble type Appearing ere the times were ripe, That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Seite 439 - Travel in the younger sort is a part of education ; in the elder a part of experience. He that travelleth into a country before he hath some entrance into the language, goeth to school, and not to travel.
Seite 212 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Seite 213 - I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one.
Seite 207 - SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.
Seite 209 - When one would aim an arrow fair, But send it slackly from the string ; And one would pierce an outer ring, And one an inner, here and there ; And last the master-bowman, he, Would cleave the mark. A willing ear We lent him. Who, but hung to hear The rapt oration flowing free From point to point, with power and grace And music in the bounds of law, To those conclusions when we saw The God within him light his face...
Seite 499 - He grasped the mane with both his hands. And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Seite 211 - Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side? Is there no baseness we would hide? No inner vileness that we dread?
Seite 207 - ... no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills. The Wye is hush'd nor moved along, And hush'd my deepest grief of all, When fill'd with tears that cannot fall, I brim with sorrow drowning song.