Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Volume 46John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1859 |
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... Russia was said to have given three thousand livres . The English subscription - list contained nearly one hundred and fifty names , headed by those of the Queen and the Archbishop of Canterbury . Long before all the credit- ors were ...
... Russia was said to have given three thousand livres . The English subscription - list contained nearly one hundred and fifty names , headed by those of the Queen and the Archbishop of Canterbury . Long before all the credit- ors were ...
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... Russia - the Shakspeare of that great Empire . Without room for more we quote the following from an article in the National Review : On the twenty - seventh of January , 1837 , the unfortunate duel took place in which the hand of a ...
... Russia - the Shakspeare of that great Empire . Without room for more we quote the following from an article in the National Review : On the twenty - seventh of January , 1837 , the unfortunate duel took place in which the hand of a ...
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... Russia . ' • " " He said these words in a low voice , with pauses , but quite intelligibly . He then took leave of Wjäsemski . At this moment Count Wielhorski arrived , approached him , and re- ceived a last clasp of the hand . It was ...
... Russia . ' • " " He said these words in a low voice , with pauses , but quite intelligibly . He then took leave of Wjäsemski . At this moment Count Wielhorski arrived , approached him , and re- ceived a last clasp of the hand . It was ...
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... Russia , to sce the scene of the insurrection of Pugat- sheff . As a literary result of this journey , he wrote the charming novel , The Daugh ter of the Captain . On his return , he took an active part in the publication of a ...
... Russia , to sce the scene of the insurrection of Pugat- sheff . As a literary result of this journey , he wrote the charming novel , The Daugh ter of the Captain . On his return , he took an active part in the publication of a ...
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... Russians have appropriat - ings of an eclipse , which really happened , ed the Amour to very good purpose ; and Dr. Livingstone has opened up the Zambesi ; so that prudent people will not assume that all the commodity of great rivers ...
... Russians have appropriat - ings of an eclipse , which really happened , ed the Amour to very good purpose ; and Dr. Livingstone has opened up the Zambesi ; so that prudent people will not assume that all the commodity of great rivers ...
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Page 202 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 453 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Page 207 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
Page 300 - That servile path thou nobly dost decline, Of tracing word by word, and line by line : A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations ,and translators too : They but preserve the ashes, thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Page 207 - Yearning for the large excitement that the coming years would yield, Eager-hearted as a boy when first he leaves his father's field, And at night along the dusky highway near and nearer drawn, Sees in heaven the light of London flaring like a dreary dawn...
Page 52 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods, rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Page 3 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 63 - And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.
Page 34 - And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Page 10 - Yet in the long years liker must they grow; The man be more of woman, she of man; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto noble words...