The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 18 tomasLeavitt, Trow, & Company, 1873 |
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... MONTROSE . By Peter Bayne ... MOON , NEWS FROM THE .. MARRIAGE , BENEFICIAL RESTRICTIONS TO THE Liberty of , Quarterly Review .. Chambers's Journal .. Temple Bar .... Fortnightly Review . The Spectator ... Blackwood's Magazine ...
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... la - Chapelle . toms and manners , lay and clerical , of the 354 September . MANZONI . MAN AND APES By St George Mivart MONTROSE By Peter Bayne MOON, NEWS FROM MARRIAGE, BENEFICIAL RESTRICTIONS TO THE Liberty Quarterly Review.
... la - Chapelle . toms and manners , lay and clerical , of the 354 September . MANZONI . MAN AND APES By St George Mivart MONTROSE By Peter Bayne MOON, NEWS FROM MARRIAGE, BENEFICIAL RESTRICTIONS TO THE Liberty Quarterly Review.
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... Montrose in the first quarter of the seven- teenth century , when the Clyde was still a silvery river glancing by the quiet town that clustered round the old Cathedral of Glasgow . From Glasgow we trace him to St. An- drews , where he ...
... Montrose in the first quarter of the seven- teenth century , when the Clyde was still a silvery river glancing by the quiet town that clustered round the old Cathedral of Glasgow . From Glasgow we trace him to St. An- drews , where he ...
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... Montrose and his friends , secure from intrusion , could talk politics , theoretical and practical , cast- ing a glance at intervals over the loveliest landscape , the green - blue Pentlands on the left , the soft undulating swell of ...
... Montrose and his friends , secure from intrusion , could talk politics , theoretical and practical , cast- ing a glance at intervals over the loveliest landscape , the green - blue Pentlands on the left , the soft undulating swell of ...
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... Montrose had no reserve ; wore his heart on his sleeve ; talked to every one who would listen to him against Argyle . Even Mr. Napier , who is as mad as a March hare in admira- tion for his hero , admits that at this time he conducted ...
... Montrose had no reserve ; wore his heart on his sleeve ; talked to every one who would listen to him against Argyle . Even Mr. Napier , who is as mad as a March hare in admira- tion for his hero , admits that at this time he conducted ...
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474 psl. - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth, of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In Nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
298 psl. - There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou — THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
476 psl. - And soon with this he other matter blended, Cheerfully uttered, with demeanour kind, But stately in the main ; and, when he ended, I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit man so firm a mind.
477 psl. - Liberty ! There came a tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled maid, what sorrow would it be That mountain floods should thunder as before, And ocean bellow from his rocky shore, And neither awful voice be heard by thee...
473 psl. - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
473 psl. - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
476 psl. - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
566 psl. - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
471 psl. - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous...
474 psl. - Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light— Were all like workings...