The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles Lettres, Volume 2Ballantyne, 1829 - Great Britain Vol. 2 includes "The poet Shelley--his unpublished work, T̀he wandering Jew'" (p. 43-45, [57]-60) |
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... write ! There's nane ever fear'd that the truth should be heard , But they wham the truth wad indite . ” JUNE , 1829 - DECEMBER , 1829 . LA BRUYERE . BURNS . EDINBURGH : CONSTABLE AND CO . , 19 , WATERLOO PLACE . M.D.CCC.XXIX . OTHE 740 ...
... write ! There's nane ever fear'd that the truth should be heard , But they wham the truth wad indite . ” JUNE , 1829 - DECEMBER , 1829 . LA BRUYERE . BURNS . EDINBURGH : CONSTABLE AND CO . , 19 , WATERLOO PLACE . M.D.CCC.XXIX . OTHE 740 ...
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... writing , or in judging ill ; But of the two , less dangerous is the offence ture of both comes nearest the truth ... writer Mr In the war , whose incidents he describes , the Moors were , in point of fact , the injured people , for a ...
... writing , or in judging ill ; But of the two , less dangerous is the offence ture of both comes nearest the truth ... writer Mr In the war , whose incidents he describes , the Moors were , in point of fact , the injured people , for a ...
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... writer of English prose now living . We do not mean to apply this praise so much to his matter , as to his execution ... writing is occa- in need of him , no eyes to weep at his departure , no sionally dovetailed into the serious ...
... writer of English prose now living . We do not mean to apply this praise so much to his matter , as to his execution ... writing is occa- in need of him , no eyes to weep at his departure , no sionally dovetailed into the serious ...
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... write in news- papers , and magazines , and reviews , write for present effect ; garb of flowery language , and thus attach to them an im- in most cases , this is as much their natural and proper aim , portance which they do not possess ...
... write in news- papers , and magazines , and reviews , write for present effect ; garb of flowery language , and thus attach to them an im- in most cases , this is as much their natural and proper aim , portance which they do not possess ...
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... write out his sentences from its venerable author ; while it will edify and on small slips of paper , and , after rounding and polishing strengthen the faith of all in the doctrines of the Gospel . them to his satisfaction , he entered ...
... write out his sentences from its venerable author ; while it will edify and on small slips of paper , and , after rounding and polishing strengthen the faith of all in the doctrines of the Gospel . them to his satisfaction , he entered ...
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Page 131 - That make the meadows green ; and, pour'd round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun. The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Page 131 - She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
Page 131 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Page 131 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Page 131 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
Page 131 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 131 - Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements; To be a brother to the insensible rock, And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon.
Page 131 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 16 - At the end of the seventeenth and the beginning of the eighteenth century...
Page 225 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!