Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volumen 3Knight, 1824 |
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... called upon to snap the yoke of their complicated despotisms , and execrated as a servile and enervate race , incapable of freedom ; they have been conjured to remember the inheritance of their ancient glory , and pronounced incapable ...
... called upon to snap the yoke of their complicated despotisms , and execrated as a servile and enervate race , incapable of freedom ; they have been conjured to remember the inheritance of their ancient glory , and pronounced incapable ...
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... called forth the severe censure of an Italian * , who reproaches her with having blamed without foundation the conduct of the late emperor and of his Viceroy Eugene , in those points of their administration in which they ren- dered real ...
... called forth the severe censure of an Italian * , who reproaches her with having blamed without foundation the conduct of the late emperor and of his Viceroy Eugene , in those points of their administration in which they ren- dered real ...
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... called Quakers , than a courtier and a cavalier . It applies no more to this war than to all others , as well foreign as domestic , and , in this war , no more to the houses than to the king ; nay not so much , since he by a little ...
... called Quakers , than a courtier and a cavalier . It applies no more to this war than to all others , as well foreign as domestic , and , in this war , no more to the houses than to the king ; nay not so much , since he by a little ...
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... called them up , he should be forced to find them always some employment ; for , though they would do all his bidding , yet , if he left them but for one moment without some work of evil to perform , they would turn their claws against ...
... called them up , he should be forced to find them always some employment ; for , though they would do all his bidding , yet , if he left them but for one moment without some work of evil to perform , they would turn their claws against ...
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... called the self - denying , and of the new model of the army . By those measures the Commons gave up the command of their forces into the hands of men who were not of themselves . Hence , doubtless , derived no small honour to that ...
... called the self - denying , and of the new model of the army . By those measures the Commons gave up the command of their forces into the hands of men who were not of themselves . Hence , doubtless , derived no small honour to that ...
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Página 38 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Página 191 - Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!
Página 83 - Sorrow is knowledge : they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The tree of knowledge is not that of life.
Página 189 - SWIFT as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory and of good, the sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his splendour, and the mask Of darkness fell from the awakened Earth. The smokeless altars of the mountain snows Flamed above crimson clouds, and at the birth Of light, the Ocean's orison arose, To which the birds tempered their matin lay.
Página 86 - Slow melting strains their Queen's approach declare : Where'er she turns the Graces homage pay. With arms sublime, that float upon the air, In gliding state she wins her easy way : O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire, and purple light of Love.
Página 190 - I PANT for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower; Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine, Loosen the notes in a silver shower; Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain, I gasp, I faint, till they wake again.
Página 190 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight...
Página 191 - The breath of the moist earth is light, Around its unexpanded buds ; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's.
Página 39 - 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...
Página 304 - ... to some misshapen idol over the ruined dome of our proudest temple, and shall see a single naked fisherman wash his nets in the river of the ten thousand masts...