The National Review, Том 2Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot Robert Theobald, 1856 |
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... expressing the Cosmographie and Comodities of the Country ; together with the Manners and Customs of the People , gathered and observed as well by those who first went thither as collected by William Strachey , Gent . , the First ...
... expressing the Cosmographie and Comodities of the Country ; together with the Manners and Customs of the People , gathered and observed as well by those who first went thither as collected by William Strachey , Gent . , the First ...
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... expression of caustic caution and gentle- manly calm . The grave and erudite habits of Gibbon soon developed themselves . Independently of these abstruse theological dispu- tations , he spent many hours daily - rising early and reading ...
... expression of caustic caution and gentle- manly calm . The grave and erudite habits of Gibbon soon developed themselves . Independently of these abstruse theological dispu- tations , he spent many hours daily - rising early and reading ...
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... expressing rather peculiar ideas on the style of Tacitus . The world had come round to her side , and she explains to her old lover rather well her happiness with M. Necker . After living nearly five years at Lausanne , Gibbon returned ...
... expressing rather peculiar ideas on the style of Tacitus . The world had come round to her side , and she explains to her old lover rather well her happiness with M. Necker . After living nearly five years at Lausanne , Gibbon returned ...
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... expression of it : " Leave gold and myrrh and jewels , Rich table and soft bed , To them who of man's seed are born , Whom woman's milk hath fed . Thou wast not made for lucre , For pleasure , nor for rest , - Thou that art sprung from ...
... expression of it : " Leave gold and myrrh and jewels , Rich table and soft bed , To them who of man's seed are born , Whom woman's milk hath fed . Thou wast not made for lucre , For pleasure , nor for rest , - Thou that art sprung from ...
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... expressing nor feeling the essence of the people concerning whom he is writing . There was , in truth , in the Roman people a warlike fanaticism , a puritanical essence , an interior , latent , restrained , enthusiastic religion , which ...
... expressing nor feeling the essence of the people concerning whom he is writing . There was , in truth , in the Roman people a warlike fanaticism , a puritanical essence , an interior , latent , restrained , enthusiastic religion , which ...
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Стр. 37 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 53 - All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils. As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Стр. 196 - Come wealth or want, come good or ill, Let young and old accept their part, And bow before the Awful Will, And bear it with an honest heart, Who misses or who wins the prize. — Go, lose or conquer as you can ; But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman.
Стр. 37 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Стр. 375 - The perfect historian is he in whose work the character and spirit of an age is exhibited in miniature. He relates no fact, he attributes no expression to his characters which is not authenticated by sufficient testimony. But, by judicious selection, rejection, and arrangement, he gives to truth those attractions which have been usurped by fiction.
Стр. 358 - ... and ideas wherewith to present, as with their homage and their fealty, the approaching reformation: others as fast reading, trying all things, assenting to the force of reason and convincement. What could a man require more from a nation so pliant and so prone to seek after knowledge? What wants there to such a towardly and pregnant soil but wise and faithful labourers, to make a knowing people, a nation of prophets, of sages and of worthies.
Стр. 391 - Helen thy Bridgewater vie, And these be sung till Granville's Myra die : Alas ! how little from the grave we claim ! Thou but preserv'st a face, and I a name.
Стр. 375 - He must see ordinary men as they appear in their ordinary business, and in their ordinary pleasures. He must mingle in the crowds of the exchange and the coffee-house.
Стр. 404 - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.
Стр. 391 - Years following years, steal something every day, At last they steal us from ourselves away; In one our frolics, one amusements end, In one a mistress drops, in one a friend...