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... racter in every social relation of life , than it does upon the splendour of his regal state . " Before copying the account of an evening at Windsor , we insert the Queen's letter of invitation to the au- thor of these letters , who ...
... racter in every social relation of life , than it does upon the splendour of his regal state . " Before copying the account of an evening at Windsor , we insert the Queen's letter of invitation to the au- thor of these letters , who ...
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... racter , are incapable of being bred to fill such offices . " The natives of Amboyna , who are Christians , are much superior , both in mo- rals and intelligence , to their countrymen who are Mahomedans , and , notwithstand- ing all the ...
... racter , are incapable of being bred to fill such offices . " The natives of Amboyna , who are Christians , are much superior , both in mo- rals and intelligence , to their countrymen who are Mahomedans , and , notwithstand- ing all the ...
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... hand , those individuals in whom the Sentiments were stronger than the Intellect , would be naturally prone to exalt feeling in- to supreme authority over judgment . racter have changed as it proceeded ; and , from 1820 . 143 On Phrenology.
... hand , those individuals in whom the Sentiments were stronger than the Intellect , would be naturally prone to exalt feeling in- to supreme authority over judgment . racter have changed as it proceeded ; and , from 1820 . 143 On Phrenology.
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racter have changed as it proceeded ; and , from being at first merely a spe- cies of Physiognomy , it has become a science capable of the most useful and interesting applications . Another great mistake is generally committed in ...
racter have changed as it proceeded ; and , from being at first merely a spe- cies of Physiognomy , it has become a science capable of the most useful and interesting applications . Another great mistake is generally committed in ...
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... racter , and a man of genius and resolution . On the 13th July , the oath to the new constitution was taken by the King , and the hereditary Prince , with the attendant ceremonies , and amidst universal acclama- tions . In the evening ...
... racter , and a man of genius and resolution . On the 13th July , the oath to the new constitution was taken by the King , and the hereditary Prince , with the attendant ceremonies , and amidst universal acclama- tions . In the evening ...
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Side 315 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Side 315 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays...
Side 315 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Side 542 - Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, He is in the desert ; go not forth : behold, He is in the secret chambers ; believe it not. For as the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west ; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.
Side 315 - But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs...
Side 450 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long ! She wept with pity and delight ; She blushed with love, and maiden shame ; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heaved — she stepped aside, As conscious of my look she stept — Then suddenly with timorous eye, She fled to me and wept.
Side 314 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon. And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest.
Side 314 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.
Side 314 - Anon his heart revives : her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one; Loosens her fragrant boddice; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees...
Side 315 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.