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Side viii
... poor player . Stories picked up at third hand from the servants with whom its writers associated - or the candle snuffers of the theatres - or the second - rate reporters - or the unfortunate women of the oyster shops - were made matter ...
... poor player . Stories picked up at third hand from the servants with whom its writers associated - or the candle snuffers of the theatres - or the second - rate reporters - or the unfortunate women of the oyster shops - were made matter ...
Side xii
... poor writer to the signet , whose whole practice would have been over - paid at a hundred a year , being in all pro- bability about twice the value of his sweats - worth , declaring with a look of assinine indignation that Lord Eldon ...
... poor writer to the signet , whose whole practice would have been over - paid at a hundred a year , being in all pro- bability about twice the value of his sweats - worth , declaring with a look of assinine indignation that Lord Eldon ...
Side xv
... poor dialect ; and then set up , as a quirk , when he found his mistake , that when he spoke of the He- brew dialect , he meant the Samaritan alphabet . As for his wit- nesses , it was painful for the honour of Scottish literature to ...
... poor dialect ; and then set up , as a quirk , when he found his mistake , that when he spoke of the He- brew dialect , he meant the Samaritan alphabet . As for his wit- nesses , it was painful for the honour of Scottish literature to ...
Side xvii
... poor ; and , for that reason only , we forbear ripping up their insolence . Everybody was pleased at their exposure , except themselves . The nickname we gave them , has become a regularly established word in our literature . Lord Byron ...
... poor ; and , for that reason only , we forbear ripping up their insolence . Everybody was pleased at their exposure , except themselves . The nickname we gave them , has become a regularly established word in our literature . Lord Byron ...
Side xxviii
... John , publish , for the sake of filthy lucre , Byron's cutting sarcasms on poor Keats , after he was in his grave ? Nay , did he not publish Byron's outrageous merriment on this very charge of murder ? -an instance of xxviii PREFACE .
... John , publish , for the sake of filthy lucre , Byron's cutting sarcasms on poor Keats , after he was in his grave ? Nay , did he not publish Byron's outrageous merriment on this very charge of murder ? -an instance of xxviii PREFACE .
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Side 379 - But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still and holy: The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.
Side 325 - twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain. But when I speak, thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary, thou art dead ! If thou wouldst stay e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been.
Side 325 - And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain ! But when I speak— thou dost not say, What thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! III.
Side 93 - ENCYCLOPAEDIA of AGRICULTURE: comprising the Laying-out, Improvement, and Management of Landed Property, and the Cultivation and Economy of the Productions of Agriculture. With 1,100 Woodcuts. 8vo.
Side 459 - They solemnly declare that the present Act has no other object than to publish in the face of the whole world their fixed resolution, both in the administration of their respective States and in their political relations with every other Government, to take for their sole guide the precepts of that Holy Religion, namely the precepts of Justice, Christian Charity and Peace...
Side 32 - The road he took, then hasted to my friends ; Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe.
Side 325 - Like the sun, thy presence glowing, Clothes the meanest things in light; And when thou, like him, art going, Loveliest objects fade in night. All things looked so bright about thee, That they nothing seem without thee; By that pure and lucid mind Earthly things were too, refined. Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming, Softly on my soul that fell; Go, for me no longer beaming — Hope and Beauty! fare ye well!
Side 459 - IN the name of the Most Holy and Indivisible Trinity. THEIR Majesties the Emperor of Austria, the King of Prussia, and the Emperor of Russia...
Side 459 - ... to take for their sole guide the precepts of that holy religion, namely, the precepts of justice, Christian charity, and peace, which, far from being applicable only to private concerns, must have an immediate influence on the counsels of princes and guide all their steps, as being the only means of consolidating human institutions and remedying their imperfections.
Side 356 - ... with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain.