The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 10E. Littell, 1825 |
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... passed through my school and college studies with great éclat . At the latter place , particularly towards the close of the course , I dedicated myself to all sorts of composition . I was also a constant speaker in the historical ...
... passed through my school and college studies with great éclat . At the latter place , particularly towards the close of the course , I dedicated myself to all sorts of composition . I was also a constant speaker in the historical ...
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... passed in review the various modes in which I might have turned my resources to honourable and profitable account . The contrast was fraught with anguish and mortification . As I daily re- turned from the Courts , scarcely able to drag ...
... passed in review the various modes in which I might have turned my resources to honourable and profitable account . The contrast was fraught with anguish and mortification . As I daily re- turned from the Courts , scarcely able to drag ...
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... passed at the Irish Bar have worked a remarkable change in some of my early tastes and opinions . I no longer , for instance , trouble my head about immortal fame ; and , such is the force of habit , have brought myself to look upon a ...
... passed at the Irish Bar have worked a remarkable change in some of my early tastes and opinions . I no longer , for instance , trouble my head about immortal fame ; and , such is the force of habit , have brought myself to look upon a ...
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... passed over , where Eveline visits an aged aunt in a vast Saxon mansion , who herself , " an awful woman , " compels her to sleep in a chamber devoted to a spectral visitant , who has power over the destinies of the house . Nor must we ...
... passed over , where Eveline visits an aged aunt in a vast Saxon mansion , who herself , " an awful woman , " compels her to sleep in a chamber devoted to a spectral visitant , who has power over the destinies of the house . Nor must we ...
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... passed meeting him with shouts of joy and congratulation , and all Rome coming out to receive him . ” — This ought to have been one of the greatest situations in the world . If I venture to think it somewhat injured in the person of ...
... passed meeting him with shouts of joy and congratulation , and all Rome coming out to receive him . ” — This ought to have been one of the greatest situations in the world . If I venture to think it somewhat injured in the person of ...
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Page 418 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Page 445 - The voice, the glance, the heart I sought — give answer, where are they ? If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! " Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire, Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed,— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head...
Page 548 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Page 298 - Its roof star-pictured Nature's ceiling, Where trancing the rapt spirit's feeling, And God himself to man revealing, The harmonious spheres Make music, though unheard their pealing By mortal ears. Fair stars ! are not your beings pure ? Can sin, can death your worlds obscure ? Else why so swell the thoughts at your Aspect above ? Ye must be Heavens that make us sure Of heavenly love ! And in your harmony sublime ' I 'read the doom of distant time ; That man's regenerate soul from crime Shall yet...
Page 548 - ... where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain; He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain.
Page 192 - We have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins." He passed into the heavens ; and being the brightness of the glory of God, " and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high ;" and ever liveth to make intercession for us.
Page 557 - And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Page 356 - Some trust in chariots, and some in horses : but we will remember the name of the LORD our God. . 8 They are brought down and fallen : but we are risen, and stand upright.
Page 444 - A lowly knee to earth he bent, his father's hand he took, — What was there in its touch that all his fiery spirit shook? That hand was cold — a frozen thing — it dropped from his like lead: He looked up to the face above — the face was of the dead!
Page 154 - Peut-on s'ennuyer en des lieux Honorés par les pas , éclairés par les yeux D'une aimable et vive princesse , A pied blanc et mignon , à brune et longue tresse? ::Nez troussé , c'est un charme encor selon mon sens , C'en est même un des plus puissants. Pour moi , le temps d'aimer est passé , je l'avoue...