The National Review, Том 2Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot Robert Theobald, 1856 |
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... human history , on theology or morals , on the state of the dark ages or the state of the light ages , on Augustulus or Lord Chatham , on the first century or the seventeenth , on the moon , the millennium , or the whole duty of man ...
... human history , on theology or morals , on the state of the dark ages or the state of the light ages , on Augustulus or Lord Chatham , on the first century or the seventeenth , on the moon , the millennium , or the whole duty of man ...
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... human eyes , excepting those of the author and printer ; the faults and the merits are exclusively my own . " And he wrote most of it with one pen , which must certainly have grown erudite towards the end . The nature of his authorities ...
... human eyes , excepting those of the author and printer ; the faults and the merits are exclusively my own . " And he wrote most of it with one pen , which must certainly have grown erudite towards the end . The nature of his authorities ...
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... human interest , recount in graphic detail all its interesting transactions , touch the human heart with the power of passion , instruct the mind with patient instances of accurate wisdom . The universal is confined to a dry enumeration ...
... human interest , recount in graphic detail all its interesting transactions , touch the human heart with the power of passion , instruct the mind with patient instances of accurate wisdom . The universal is confined to a dry enumeration ...
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... human nature , for he has no sympathy with the heart and passions of our race ; he has no place among the felicit- ous describers of detailed life , for his subject was too vast for minute painting , and his style too uniform for a ...
... human nature , for he has no sympathy with the heart and passions of our race ; he has no place among the felicit- ous describers of detailed life , for his subject was too vast for minute painting , and his style too uniform for a ...
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... human tumult , a sneering gloss on human piety ; on a sudden human passion broke forth - the cold and polished world seemed to meet its end ; the thin superficies of civilisation was torn asunder ; the fountains of the great deep seemed ...
... human tumult , a sneering gloss on human piety ; on a sudden human passion broke forth - the cold and polished world seemed to meet its end ; the thin superficies of civilisation was torn asunder ; the fountains of the great deep seemed ...
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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...