The Port FolioEditor and Asbury Dickens, 1813 |
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... turns its eyes back , and sees what Hamilton was ; but my soul stiffens with despair , when I think what Hamilton would have been . " His social affections and his private virtue's are not , how- ever , so properly the object of public ...
... turns its eyes back , and sees what Hamilton was ; but my soul stiffens with despair , when I think what Hamilton would have been . " His social affections and his private virtue's are not , how- ever , so properly the object of public ...
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... Turn over the volume of epigrams , and you will find in what coin the poet has repaid his panegyrist . Happily these epigrams are not dangerous ; they may be read with pleasure , as possess- ing , for the most part , a very agreeable ...
... Turn over the volume of epigrams , and you will find in what coin the poet has repaid his panegyrist . Happily these epigrams are not dangerous ; they may be read with pleasure , as possess- ing , for the most part , a very agreeable ...
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... turn , so that no want of variety , at least , can be complained of . His finest production perhaps , is the ode addressed to Buffon on his calumniators ; we would wish to transcribe the whole of it for our readers , but our limits must ...
... turn , so that no want of variety , at least , can be complained of . His finest production perhaps , is the ode addressed to Buffon on his calumniators ; we would wish to transcribe the whole of it for our readers , but our limits must ...
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... turn , one of the forty whom he had so much hissed before , yawned still more than ever . Our readers , will call to mind , perhaps , the sneering distich which he uttered on the adjournment of a sitting dedicated to the fa- mous ...
... turn , one of the forty whom he had so much hissed before , yawned still more than ever . Our readers , will call to mind , perhaps , the sneering distich which he uttered on the adjournment of a sitting dedicated to the fa- mous ...
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... turn created a subsidiary taste to become more intimately acquainted with the laws , habits , constume , reli- gion of the people ; and in short , to explore antiquity in its mi- nutest details . He was early denominated , from his love ...
... turn created a subsidiary taste to become more intimately acquainted with the laws , habits , constume , reli- gion of the people ; and in short , to explore antiquity in its mi- nutest details . He was early denominated , from his love ...
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Página 57 - Yet there happened in my time one noble speaker, who was full of gravity in his speaking. His language (where he could spare or pass by a jest) was nobly censorious. No man ever spake more neatly, more pressly, more weightily, or suffered less emptiness, less idleness, in what he uttered. No member of his speech but consisted of his own graces. His hearers could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He commanded where he spoke; and had his judges angry and pleased at his devotion.
Página 195 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied...
Página 60 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Página 191 - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land — Good night...
Página 193 - For who would trust the seeming sighs Of wife or paramour ? Fresh feeres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er. For pleasures past I do not grieve, Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear.
Página 193 - With thee, my bark, I'll swiftly go Athwart the foaming brine ; Nor care what land thou bear'st me to, So not again to mine.
Página 174 - How charming is divine philosophy ! Not harsh, and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Página 69 - The painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die: But he who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art, and artist, share one common grave.
Página 474 - And the swallow's song in the eaves. His arms enclosed a blooming boy, Who listened, with tears of sorrow and joy, To the dangers his father had passed ; And his wife — by turns she wept and smiled, As she looked on the father of her child, Returned to her heart at last. — He wakes at the vessel's sudden roll, And the rush of waters is in his soul.