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... regard for the ancient institutions of his land , he saw with regret , not unmingled with indignation , the old clanships and chivalric dispositions of High- land customs , giving way to the march of revolution . A tory in principle ...
... regard for the ancient institutions of his land , he saw with regret , not unmingled with indignation , the old clanships and chivalric dispositions of High- land customs , giving way to the march of revolution . A tory in principle ...
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... regard to its continuance , except as it may regard the pride of the Institution ; our labors more than coun- terbalance our pleasure , or even profit . Speak the word , and we give it back to the tomb of a thousand other ineffectual ...
... regard to its continuance , except as it may regard the pride of the Institution ; our labors more than coun- terbalance our pleasure , or even profit . Speak the word , and we give it back to the tomb of a thousand other ineffectual ...
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... regard to Wordsworth may be applied to himself . " Year after year has increased the num- ber of his admirers . They are found , too , not in the lower classes of the reading public , but chiefly among young men of strong VOL . VI . 7 ...
... regard to Wordsworth may be applied to himself . " Year after year has increased the num- ber of his admirers . They are found , too , not in the lower classes of the reading public , but chiefly among young men of strong VOL . VI . 7 ...
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... regard to the facts of his life may soon be fully gratified , by those friends in England who knew and loved him so well . Yet it seems almost allowed us to draw his full length portrait , from his own writings , so dis- tinct and ...
... regard to the facts of his life may soon be fully gratified , by those friends in England who knew and loved him so well . Yet it seems almost allowed us to draw his full length portrait , from his own writings , so dis- tinct and ...
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... regard to his philosophy , drawn from a careful study of his works . We have , then , the ' Literary Remains , ' ( for so might all his writings be called , from their fragmentary character , ) of a man of profound and compre- hensive ...
... regard to his philosophy , drawn from a careful study of his works . We have , then , the ' Literary Remains , ' ( for so might all his writings be called , from their fragmentary character , ) of a man of profound and compre- hensive ...
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Página 356 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Página 172 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Página 172 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Página 323 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...
Página 172 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Página 49 - Needs must thou prove a name most dear and holy To me, a son, a brother, and a friend, A husband, and a father! who revere All bonds of natural love, and find them all Within the limits of thy rocky shores.
Página 46 - Come back into memory, like as thou wert in the dayspring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee — the dark pillar not yet turned — Samuel Taylor Coleridge — Logician, Metaphysician, Bard ! — How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, entranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula) to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of...
Página 340 - The ancient prince of hell Hath risen with purpose fell ; Strong mail of craft and power He weareth in this hour, On earth is not his fellow.
Página 294 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Página 139 - CALL it not vain ¡—they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.