The Quarterly Review, Volume 92

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John Murray, 1853
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Página 188 - The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Página 328 - With shining ringlets the smooth ivory neck. Love in these labyrinths his slaves detains, And mighty hearts are held in slender chains. With hairy springes we the birds betray, Slight lines of hair surprise the finny prey, Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Página 57 - No Native of the said Territories, nor any natural-born subject of His Majesty resident therein, shall by reason only of his religion, place of birth, descent, colour or any of them, be disabled from holding any place, office, or employment under the said Company.
Página 202 - ... ordinary; if you expected to see an ordinary woman, you would think her pretty ! but her manners are simple, ardent, impressive. In every motion, her most innocent soul outbeams so brightly, that who saw would say, Guilt was a thing impossible in her. Her information various. Her eye watchful in minutest observation of nature; and her taste, a perfect electrometer.
Página 231 - A primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him, And it was nothing more...
Página 118 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Página 160 - Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
Página 231 - To every natural form, rock, fruit, or flower, Even the loose stones that cover the highway, I gave a moral life : I saw them feel, Or linked them to some feeling : the great mass Lay bedded in a quickening soul, and all That I beheld respired with inward meaning.
Página 200 - There are in the piece those profound touches of the human heart which I find three or four times in " The Robbers " of Schiller, and often in Shakespeare, but in Wordsworth there are no inequalities.
Página 545 - The history of a battle is not unlike the history of a ball. Some individuals may recollect all the little events, of which the great result is the battle won or lost; but no individual can recollect the order in which, or the exact moment at which, they occurred, which makes all the difference as to their value or importance.

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