New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 8 tomasThomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Thomas Hood, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1823 |
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... short interval of repose , and is sure to be found before dawn - break next morning at his solitary post , recom- mencing the routine of his restless existence . Now , any one who has once seen , in the preceding situations , the able ...
... short interval of repose , and is sure to be found before dawn - break next morning at his solitary post , recom- mencing the routine of his restless existence . Now , any one who has once seen , in the preceding situations , the able ...
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... short , by dint of un- merited commendations , he belabours them into the belief that , after all , they have some reputation to sustain , and sets them chuckling with anticipated exultation at the honours with which a verdict according ...
... short , by dint of un- merited commendations , he belabours them into the belief that , after all , they have some reputation to sustain , and sets them chuckling with anticipated exultation at the honours with which a verdict according ...
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... short of delirium . Weak and wicked reveries ! —a single turn of Fortune's wheel re- duced me , not to reason , but to an opposite extreme of mortification and despondence . A run of ill - luck swept away in one hour more than half my ...
... short of delirium . Weak and wicked reveries ! —a single turn of Fortune's wheel re- duced me , not to reason , but to an opposite extreme of mortification and despondence . A run of ill - luck swept away in one hour more than half my ...
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... short or cross over the way , so vehemently does he feel im- pelled to withdraw them . These " toys of desperation , " generated in the giddiness of the mind at the bare imagination of any horror , drive it to commit the reality as a ...
... short or cross over the way , so vehemently does he feel im- pelled to withdraw them . These " toys of desperation , " generated in the giddiness of the mind at the bare imagination of any horror , drive it to commit the reality as a ...
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... short , for a day or two , do exactly as I please . Being obliged to hurry to distant points in that contiguous world of houses , my way is to walk in all the gentlemanly parts of the town , for in those I always feel a peculiar ...
... short , for a day or two , do exactly as I please . Being obliged to hurry to distant points in that contiguous world of houses , my way is to walk in all the gentlemanly parts of the town , for in those I always feel a peculiar ...
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113 psl. - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
536 psl. - High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
532 psl. - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
337 psl. - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
272 psl. - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
114 psl. - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
273 psl. - His pomp, his pride, his skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day : For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts.
264 psl. - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
518 psl. - Crime came not near him — she is not the child Of solitude; Health shrank not from him — for Her home is in the rarely trodden wild, Where if men seek her not, and death be more Their choice than life, forgive them, as beguiled By habit to what their own hearts abhor — In cities caged. The present case in point I Cite is, that Boon lived hunting up to ninety...
273 psl. - The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown...