The Retrospective Review, Volume 9Charles and Henry Baldwyn, 1824 - Books |
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... And still I did my part : Made my approaches , from her hand Unto her lip did rise ; And did already understand The language of her eyes . Proceeded on with no less art , My tongue was Poetry and Letters of Sir John Suckling . 27.
... And still I did my part : Made my approaches , from her hand Unto her lip did rise ; And did already understand The language of her eyes . Proceeded on with no less art , My tongue was Poetry and Letters of Sir John Suckling . 27.
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... language of prose and the language of verse ; and , on the other hand , to those who pretend that the use of one and the same language for both is a modern invention ? " Dost see how unregarded now That piece of beauty passes ? There ...
... language of prose and the language of verse ; and , on the other hand , to those who pretend that the use of one and the same language for both is a modern invention ? " Dost see how unregarded now That piece of beauty passes ? There ...
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... language them adore : While I want words , and do it more . Yea we will sit and sigh a while , And with soft thoughts some time beguile ; But straight again break out , and praise All we had done before , new - ways . Thus will we do ...
... language them adore : While I want words , and do it more . Yea we will sit and sigh a while , And with soft thoughts some time beguile ; But straight again break out , and praise All we had done before , new - ways . Thus will we do ...
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... language , to the service of his neighbour , that is , to apply himself to the con- version of souls . He quitted his beloved solitude , exchanged his squalid weeds for more decent attire , and reflecting that his new vocation required ...
... language , to the service of his neighbour , that is , to apply himself to the con- version of souls . He quitted his beloved solitude , exchanged his squalid weeds for more decent attire , and reflecting that his new vocation required ...
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... language , and went every day to school with the little children ; but whilst his master was explaining the rules of grammar , he was deeply en- gaged with the mysteries of faith . This distraction of atten- tion he ascribed to the ...
... language , and went every day to school with the little children ; but whilst his master was explaining the rules of grammar , he was deeply en- gaged with the mysteries of faith . This distraction of atten- tion he ascribed to the ...
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Page 31 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 315 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page 12 - Osiris, took the virgin truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
Page 314 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 19 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation, rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks ! Methinks I see * her as an eagle, mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam, purging and unsealing her long abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance ! while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about, amazed at what she means...
Page 361 - I know that all the muse's heavenly lays, With toil of sprite which are so dearly bought, As idle sounds, of few or none are sought, That there is nothing lighter than mere praise.
Page 314 - Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side? • There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast.— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost.
Page 12 - Him were laid asleep, then straight arose a wicked race of deceivers, who, as that story goes of the Egyptian Typhon, i with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of...
Page 13 - To be still searching what we know not, by what we know, still closing up truth to truth as we find it (for all her body is homogeneal, and proportional) this is the golden rule in Theology as well as in Arithmetic, and makes up the best harmony in a church; not the forced and outward union of cold, and neutral, and inwardly divided minds.
Page 364 - Since that dear voice which did thy sounds approve, Which wont in such harmonious strains to flow, Is reft from earth to tune those spheres above, What art thou but a harbinger of woe? Thy pleasing notes be pleasing notes no more, But orphans...