The Quarterly Review, Volume 13John Murray, 1815 - English literature |
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... late of Tri- nity College , Cambridge . X. Reliquiae Sacrae , sive Autorum fere jam perditorum secundi tertiique Saeculi Fragmenta quae supersunt . Ad Codices MSS . recensuit , notisque illustravit Martinus Josephus Routh , S. T. P. ...
... late of Tri- nity College , Cambridge . X. Reliquiae Sacrae , sive Autorum fere jam perditorum secundi tertiique Saeculi Fragmenta quae supersunt . Ad Codices MSS . recensuit , notisque illustravit Martinus Josephus Routh , S. T. P. ...
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... late in the evening under the stern of the huge L'Orient , that sanctuary of power , he says , dictating its decrees amid three hundred sail of vessels in the still silence of the night . Four hundred persons were on the Junon's decks ...
... late in the evening under the stern of the huge L'Orient , that sanctuary of power , he says , dictating its decrees amid three hundred sail of vessels in the still silence of the night . Four hundred persons were on the Junon's decks ...
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... late , died , as if of extinction , without a struggle ; one , even with his last breath , said , that his feelings at that moment were inexpressibly delightful . It was like sinking to sleep after extreme fatigue and pain . Already had ...
... late , died , as if of extinction , without a struggle ; one , even with his last breath , said , that his feelings at that moment were inexpressibly delightful . It was like sinking to sleep after extreme fatigue and pain . Already had ...
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... late to save the place from pillage ; in a quarter of an hour there remained nothing in the houses - literally nothing- ( they are his own words , ) the in- habitants had fled into the deserts , we invited them back ; they answered , 66 ...
... late to save the place from pillage ; in a quarter of an hour there remained nothing in the houses - literally nothing- ( they are his own words , ) the in- habitants had fled into the deserts , we invited them back ; they answered , 66 ...
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... late proclamations , when he called upon the French soldiers to rebel against their law- ful sovereign , and involved their country again in the horrors of war from which it had so lately and so mercifully been delivered , re- minded ...
... late proclamations , when he called upon the French soldiers to rebel against their law- ful sovereign , and involved their country again in the horrors of war from which it had so lately and so mercifully been delivered , re- minded ...
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Page 297 - But here,— above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone...
Page 300 - STRANGER ! if e'er thine ardent step hath traced The northern realms of ancient Caledon, Where the proud Queen of Wilderness hath placed, By lake and cataract, her lonely throne ; Sublime but sad delight thy soul hath known, Gazing on pathless glen and mountain high, Listing where from the cliffs the torrents thrown Mingle their echoes with the eagle's cry, And with the sounding lake, and with the moaning sky.
Page 1 - I answer, that whosoever, in writing a modern history, shall follow truth too near the heels, it may haply strike out his teeth.
Page 280 - The Physiognomical System of Drs Gall and Spurzheim, founded on an Anatomical and Physiological Examination of the Nervous System in general, and of the Brain in particular ; and indicating the Dispositions and Manifestations of the Mind.
Page 492 - Bonaparte destroys the only legal title on which his existence depended : by appearing again in France with projects of confusion and disorder, he has deprived himself of the protection of the law, and has manifested to the universe, that there can be neither peace nor truce with him. The powers consequently declare, that Napoleon...
Page 224 - ? No ! I will march your troops until their legs shall become the size of their bodies. You shall not have a blade of grass nor a drop of water. I will hear of you every time your drum beats, but you shall not know where I am once a month. I will give your army battle, but it must be when I please, and not when you choose.
Page 106 - Seem'd with its piercing melody to reach The soul, and in mysterious unison Blend with all thoughts of gentleness and love. Their hearts were open to the healing power Of nature ; and the splendour of the night, The flow of waters, and that sweetest lay Came to them like a copious evening dew Falling on vernal herbs which thirst for rain.
Page 304 - O ! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant ! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken...
Page 516 - ... and it was utterly impossible to rally a single corps. The enemy, who perceived this astonishing confusion, immediately attacked with their cavalry, and increased the disorder, and such was the confusion, owing to night coming on, that it was impossible to rally the troops, and point out to them their error.
Page 153 - Poetry is of so subtile a spirit, that, in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate ; and, if a new spirit be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum.