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Page 109
There even under hand makehas been histhe exercisen place . jestic image or
memory of the fallen city . ... Childless and crownless , in her voiceless woe ; An
empty urn within her withered hands , Whose holy dust was scatter ' d long ago ...
There even under hand makehas been histhe exercisen place . jestic image or
memory of the fallen city . ... Childless and crownless , in her voiceless woe ; An
empty urn within her withered hands , Whose holy dust was scatter ' d long ago ...
Page 120
What he has given for a few shillings , in the form of a pamphlet , would have
swelled to a guinea quarto in the hands of a regular bookmaker . Indeed , which
of the costly yolumes for the Last twenty years poured upon the publick by
travellers ...
What he has given for a few shillings , in the form of a pamphlet , would have
swelled to a guinea quarto in the hands of a regular bookmaker . Indeed , which
of the costly yolumes for the Last twenty years poured upon the publick by
travellers ...
Page 181
In no period of our history has the good sense of the country been more tried by
arbitrary measures on the one hand , and by extravagant violence on the other : -
and at no time has a more rational conduct been observed , in spite of all efforts ...
In no period of our history has the good sense of the country been more tried by
arbitrary measures on the one hand , and by extravagant violence on the other : -
and at no time has a more rational conduct been observed , in spite of all efforts ...
Page 201
To rescue the country from the hands of men who were misgoverning and ruining
it , and to place its affairs in the hands of men whose integrity was greater , and
whose views of policy were sounder this was the avowed object of the party .
To rescue the country from the hands of men who were misgoverning and ruining
it , and to place its affairs in the hands of men whose integrity was greater , and
whose views of policy were sounder this was the avowed object of the party .
Page 210
Were such kind of books put into the hands of kings during « their boyhood , and
Tory trash at no age recommended to them , kings in their manhood would scorn
to aim at arbitrary 6 power through corrupted Parliaments . ' Lord Bolingbroke ...
Were such kind of books put into the hands of kings during « their boyhood , and
Tory trash at no age recommended to them , kings in their manhood would scorn
to aim at arbitrary 6 power through corrupted Parliaments . ' Lord Bolingbroke ...
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Page 116 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 101 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
Page 115 - Dark-heaving — boundless, endless and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 107 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald; — how profound The gulf! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent...
Page 107 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Page 192 - Party is a body of men united, for promoting by their joint endeavours the national interest, upon some particular principle in which they are all agreed.
Page 115 - The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him...
Page 114 - It will not bear the brightness of the day, Which streams too much on all years, man, have reft away.
Page 116 - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell...
Page 109 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.
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| Title | THE EDINBURGH REVIEW OF CRITICAL JOURNAL |
| Author | DAVID WILLISON |
| Published | 1818 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 9 Aug 2007 |
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