The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 86W. Curry, jun., and Company, 1875 |
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... arms gave way to the force of intellect and of spirit . Not only did the flower of Roman intellect , Horace , and Cicero , and many whose names are familiar to us , study at Athens , but people from every part of the world met in the ...
... arms gave way to the force of intellect and of spirit . Not only did the flower of Roman intellect , Horace , and Cicero , and many whose names are familiar to us , study at Athens , but people from every part of the world met in the ...
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... arms of the Colonel in chased relief . The two dessert - stands carry each two allegorical figures ; the one of Manufacture , the other of Agriculture . The whole is enriched with ornamental chasings of the Rose , Shamrock , and Thistle ...
... arms of the Colonel in chased relief . The two dessert - stands carry each two allegorical figures ; the one of Manufacture , the other of Agriculture . The whole is enriched with ornamental chasings of the Rose , Shamrock , and Thistle ...
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... arms crossed before a door , dashed for- ward , seized the child by the arm , and with a fierce oath landed it safely . It was full time , for the wheel had just touched the little golden head . The child cried , fright- ened rather by ...
... arms crossed before a door , dashed for- ward , seized the child by the arm , and with a fierce oath landed it safely . It was full time , for the wheel had just touched the little golden head . The child cried , fright- ened rather by ...
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... arms crossed upon the corner of the table . He did not move , but cast a look at the child , which she understood , for she answered , in a low voice , - " They did not ask to be allowed to come in , father . " " It is all right ...
... arms crossed upon the corner of the table . He did not move , but cast a look at the child , which she understood , for she answered , in a low voice , - " They did not ask to be allowed to come in , father . " " It is all right ...
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... arms crossed ? No answer . Poor Mariette mur- mured a few unintelligible words . " It is to your husband I am ... arm and hands trembling with fever . " Do I look like a man who would be engaged on the strength of his good looks ? " 66 ...
... arms crossed ? No answer . Poor Mariette mur- mured a few unintelligible words . " It is to your husband I am ... arm and hands trembling with fever . " Do I look like a man who would be engaged on the strength of his good looks ? " 66 ...
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Page 652 - Blessed are the eyes which see the things that ye see: For I tell you that many prophets and kings have desired to see those things which ye see, and have not seen them ; and to hear those things which ye hear, and have not heard them.
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Page 455 - 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, And seem to lift the form, and glow In azure orbits heavenly-wise ; And over those ethereal eyes The bar of Michael Angelo. LXXXVIII. WILD bird, whose warble, liquid sweet, Rings Eden thro...
Page 751 - My Lord, When I lost the freedom of my cell, which was my College, 'yet I found some degree of it in my quiet country parsonage : but I am weary of the noise and oppositions of this place; and indeed, God and Nature did not intend me for contentions, but for study and quietness.
Page 547 - For it is not metres, but a metre-making argument, that makes a poem, —a thought so passionate and alive, that, like the spirit of a plant or an animal, it has an architecture of its own, and adorns nature with a new thing.
Page 338 - Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death ; A land of darkness, as darkness itself; And of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as darkness.
Page 335 - ... moment, at the innumerable glimpses of idea that arrived not at the maturity of full view, at the fully matured fancies discarded in despair as unmanageable, at the cautious selections and rejections, at the painful erasures and interpolations — in a word, at the wheels and pinions, the tackle for sceneshifting, the step-ladders and demon-traps, the cock's feathers, the red paint and the black patches, which in ninety-nine cases out of the hundred constitute the properties of the literary histrio.
Page 106 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Page 335 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 335 - Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes, at the elaborate and vacillating crudities of thought - at the true purposes seized only at the last moment - at the innumerable glimpses of idea that arrived not at the maturity of full view...