The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal, Volum 61823 |
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Pàgina 14
... enter at large upon the consideration of the number three , which , from the remotest antiquity , has obtained a mysterious and recondite signification ; as is abundantly proved ( omitting other instances ) by the three heads of ...
... enter at large upon the consideration of the number three , which , from the remotest antiquity , has obtained a mysterious and recondite signification ; as is abundantly proved ( omitting other instances ) by the three heads of ...
Pàgina 44
... enter the fatal city which was to afford me a gloomy grave . Yet , of all horrors , God pre- serve me from that of being hurled into the earth by a London sexton , or buried by a London clergyman ! -I speak this , as Brutus speaks of ...
... enter the fatal city which was to afford me a gloomy grave . Yet , of all horrors , God pre- serve me from that of being hurled into the earth by a London sexton , or buried by a London clergyman ! -I speak this , as Brutus speaks of ...
Pàgina 88
... enter- ing the porte - cochère of a gloomy but good - looking house . Then pull- ing up my shirt - collar and adjusting my hair , I marched up to the land- ing - place of the premier étage , cast an inquisitive glance at the coat of ...
... enter- ing the porte - cochère of a gloomy but good - looking house . Then pull- ing up my shirt - collar and adjusting my hair , I marched up to the land- ing - place of the premier étage , cast an inquisitive glance at the coat of ...
Pàgina 89
... enter into a description meant for the brightest eyes of England . I therefore draw the blanket ( there being neither veil nor curtain at hand ) over the myste- ries of the Viscomte's abode . A few minutes made us quite known to each ...
... enter into a description meant for the brightest eyes of England . I therefore draw the blanket ( there being neither veil nor curtain at hand ) over the myste- ries of the Viscomte's abode . A few minutes made us quite known to each ...
Pàgina 94
... enter at once even this nume- rous corps . In order to be asked every where , one must be seen every where , and known to every body ; and there are those who after spend- ing a fortune in ices and wax - lights , are , at the end of a ...
... enter at once even this nume- rous corps . In order to be asked every where , one must be seen every where , and known to every body ; and there are those who after spend- ing a fortune in ices and wax - lights , are , at the end of a ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
actors admirable Ali Pacha animal appear beauty Béranger called character Cockney colouring court Court of Chancery dæmon death delight Don Giovanni effect expression fancy favour feeling Fonthill Abbey France French friends Galicia gallery give habit hand harmony hath head heart honour human imagination Jack Juniper King lady less light literary literature live London look Lord Lord Robert Macbeth manner Marco Botzari marriage matter melody ment mind moral Napoleon nature never night noble o'er object observed once painted pass passion perfect person Petworth picture pleasure poet possess present racter reader rich scarcely scene seems seen sense Seville sing singer society song soul spirit taste thee thing thorough-bass thou thought tion Titian truth Turgesius voice whole writers young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 41 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Pàgina 278 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Pàgina 339 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Pàgina 536 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Pàgina 539 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Pàgina 114 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Pàgina 113 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Pàgina 539 - Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours: For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd as he would fly, Grasps in the comer. Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Pàgina 63 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Pàgina 114 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.