The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumen16Leavitt, Trow, & Company, 1849 |
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... turn of nature in the mind . " The hardihood of the venture in the present instance is not a little heightened by ... turns upon the intrigues of the Inquisition , whose chief , Valdez , the grand Inquisitor , works upon the suspicious ...
... turn of nature in the mind . " The hardihood of the venture in the present instance is not a little heightened by ... turns upon the intrigues of the Inquisition , whose chief , Valdez , the grand Inquisitor , works upon the suspicious ...
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... turn to the other characters of the play , we find no better entertainment . ACT II . SCENE I. [ Apartment of Don Carlos . ] Don Carlos , like his royal father , is given to soliloquizing , and makes his début to the audience in a ...
... turn to the other characters of the play , we find no better entertainment . ACT II . SCENE I. [ Apartment of Don Carlos . ] Don Carlos , like his royal father , is given to soliloquizing , and makes his début to the audience in a ...
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... turn came his fall was ap- his daughter , afterwards Caroline , Duchess of plauded with as much savage delight as that of Marlborough . The space was something more his antagonist had been but a few moments be- than 100 acres , and was ...
... turn came his fall was ap- his daughter , afterwards Caroline , Duchess of plauded with as much savage delight as that of Marlborough . The space was something more his antagonist had been but a few moments be- than 100 acres , and was ...
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... turn his head to one of these two amusements for all fools of eminence politics or poetry . The former of these arts is the study of all dull people in general ; but when dullness is lodged in a person of quick animal life , it ...
... turn his head to one of these two amusements for all fools of eminence politics or poetry . The former of these arts is the study of all dull people in general ; but when dullness is lodged in a person of quick animal life , it ...
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... turn about between his beads , and say , " Hang such a one for disobedience ! " Burn three villages on yonder hill ! " " Let another be run through with pikes ! " He was inferior to the Duke of Guise in talent ; but by a gravity of ...
... turn about between his beads , and say , " Hang such a one for disobedience ! " Burn three villages on yonder hill ! " " Let another be run through with pikes ! " He was inferior to the Duke of Guise in talent ; but by a gravity of ...
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Página 202 - But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Página 210 - Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Página 508 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Página 208 - Who was it that thus cried ? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go, get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand.
Página 145 - A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence, because he has no identity ; he is continually in for, and filling, some other body. The sun, the moon, the sea, and men and women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute ; the poet has none, no identity. He is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's creatures.
Página 15 - Goldsmith's plain narrative will please again and again. I would say to Robertson what an old tutor of a college said to one of his pupils : ' Read over your compositions, and wherever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out.
Página 145 - I am a member ; that sort distinguished from the Wordsworthian, or egotistical Sublime ; which is a thing per se, and stands alone), it is not itself — it has no self- -It is every thing and nothing — It has no character...
Página 205 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Página 150 - That it is so is no fault of mine. No ! — though it may sound a little paradoxical. It is as good as I had power to make it — by myself — Had I been nervous...
Página 211 - She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.