The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 7E. Littell, 1824 |
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... feel disposed to look upon the whole as a fable , when he learns the motive assigned by the early Spanish histo- rians . They say that King Sancho , being obliged to leave his favourite horse when he was to set off upon an expedition ...
... feel disposed to look upon the whole as a fable , when he learns the motive assigned by the early Spanish histo- rians . They say that King Sancho , being obliged to leave his favourite horse when he was to set off upon an expedition ...
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... my neck - I still feel his last kiss , and it tells me he could not have joined his mother's enemies but in the hope to save her . " At these words , VOL . VII . No. 37. - 1824 . 2 one of the knights , lifting both his hands and.
... my neck - I still feel his last kiss , and it tells me he could not have joined his mother's enemies but in the hope to save her . " At these words , VOL . VII . No. 37. - 1824 . 2 one of the knights , lifting both his hands and.
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... feeling in L'Ingenu , which go more to the heart , at least to my heart , than all the spun - out sophisms and wrought protestations of Julie and St. Preux . But the truth is , that Voltaire was a man of both great generosity and ...
... feeling in L'Ingenu , which go more to the heart , at least to my heart , than all the spun - out sophisms and wrought protestations of Julie and St. Preux . But the truth is , that Voltaire was a man of both great generosity and ...
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... , one would think , ought to know or to feel better , I have been proportionably gratified by seeing , at last , a man of genius stand forward to speak of him as he deserves . this is far from being the general opinion ; but Ferney . 19.
... , one would think , ought to know or to feel better , I have been proportionably gratified by seeing , at last , a man of genius stand forward to speak of him as he deserves . this is far from being the general opinion ; but Ferney . 19.
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... feeling re- mained the same . I could not see nature and passion in what seemed to me the work of an author , not the feelings of overwhelming and un- controllable love . Take one instance , which is not far from the begin- ning of the ...
... feeling re- mained the same . I could not see nature and passion in what seemed to me the work of an author , not the feelings of overwhelming and un- controllable love . Take one instance , which is not far from the begin- ning of the ...
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Page 170 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Page 58 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 30 - My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own. E'en now, where Alpine solitudes ascend, I sit me down a pensive hour to spend...
Page 30 - E'en now, where Alpine solitudes ascend, I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ; And placed on high above the storm's career, Look downward where an hundred realms appear ; Lakes, forests, cities, plains extending wide, The pomp of kings, the shepherd's humbler pride.
Page 58 - Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violets lie? Is it when roses in our paths grow pale? — They have one season — all are ours to die! Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon the air; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth — and thou art there.
Page 215 - He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, 70 And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Page 333 - Bring flowers ! they are springing in wood and vale : Their breath floats out on the southern gale, And the touch of the sunbeam hath waked the rose, To deck the hall where the bright wine flows.
Page 410 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
Page 222 - From the Provincial Letters of Pascal, which almost every year I have perused with new pleasure, I learned to manage the weapon of grave and temperate irony even on subjects of ecclesiastical solemnity.
Page 477 - ... and if they found a plot of watercresses or shamrocks, there they flocked as to a feast for the time...