Analectic Magazine: Containing Selections from Foreign Reviews and Magazines, Volume 3James Maxwell, 1814 |
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... seemed the only way to obtain it . The mediocrity of his beginning saved him from a premature trial of his strength . He cultivated philosophy , not as the deco- ration , but as the constituent of greatness - as the end and not the ...
... seemed the only way to obtain it . The mediocrity of his beginning saved him from a premature trial of his strength . He cultivated philosophy , not as the deco- ration , but as the constituent of greatness - as the end and not the ...
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... . A certain vehemence , almost irresistible , belonged to both ; though the one seemed to have become irresistible by his bulk , the other by his velocity . The eloquence of either might be compared to a river 8 SELECT REVIEWS .
... . A certain vehemence , almost irresistible , belonged to both ; though the one seemed to have become irresistible by his bulk , the other by his velocity . The eloquence of either might be compared to a river 8 SELECT REVIEWS .
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... seemed by nature designed . Mr. Burke's acquaintance with the inspired writings , and the works of the great theologians , supplied him with many lofty themes , and opened as it were a vista in his imagination , which disclosed the ...
... seemed by nature designed . Mr. Burke's acquaintance with the inspired writings , and the works of the great theologians , supplied him with many lofty themes , and opened as it were a vista in his imagination , which disclosed the ...
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... seemed to catch no sympathy or joy from the picture he was involuntarily tracing : we have here , too , the fullest credit given to the great statesman for the harmonious consistency of his political life . His crime consisted in his ...
... seemed to catch no sympathy or joy from the picture he was involuntarily tracing : we have here , too , the fullest credit given to the great statesman for the harmonious consistency of his political life . His crime consisted in his ...
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... seemed to him an unprincipled forbear- ance in those , for the right use of whose abilities their country so imperiously called . Much less could he endure the studied eulogies pronounced by Mr. Fox and his adherents on what seemed to ...
... seemed to him an unprincipled forbear- ance in those , for the right use of whose abilities their country so imperiously called . Much less could he endure the studied eulogies pronounced by Mr. Fox and his adherents on what seemed to ...
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Page 246 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Page 257 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Page 364 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 365 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.
Page 363 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep f alleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Page 484 - O early ripe! to thy abundant store What could advancing age have added more? It might (what Nature never gives the young) Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But satire needs not those, and wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Page 363 - And it came to pass on the third day in the morning, that there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick cloud upon the mount and the voice of the trumpet exceeding loud ; so that all the people that were in the camp trembled.
Page 257 - Wax faint o'er the gardens of gul in her bloom, Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute , Where the tints of the earth , and the hues of the sky , In...
Page 247 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Page 403 - And something previous even to taste - 'tis sense: Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven, And, though no science, fairly worth the seven: A light, which in yourself you must perceive ; Jones and Le Notre have it not to give.