Periodical Criticism, Volum 2Cadell, 1835 |
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Pàgina 21
... look in vain for the delicacy which , according to Burke , robbed vice of half its evil , by depriving it of all its grossness . The tales of the older metrical romancers , founded frequently on fact , and always narrated in a coarse ...
... look in vain for the delicacy which , according to Burke , robbed vice of half its evil , by depriving it of all its grossness . The tales of the older metrical romancers , founded frequently on fact , and always narrated in a coarse ...
Pàgina 30
... look for such historical resemblances as we have noticed with as little suc- cess , as if he were to consult a map for the situation of Taprobana , or the Firm Island . We have already observed , that the story of Amadis is constructed ...
... look for such historical resemblances as we have noticed with as little suc- cess , as if he were to consult a map for the situation of Taprobana , or the Firm Island . We have already observed , that the story of Amadis is constructed ...
Pàgina 46
... look up , for there was the herb which should restore to him his appetite : the tongue , quoth he , which insulted you is no longer a tongue , and the hand which wronged you is no longer a hand . And the old man arose and embraced his ...
... look up , for there was the herb which should restore to him his appetite : the tongue , quoth he , which insulted you is no longer a tongue , and the hand which wronged you is no longer a hand . And the old man arose and embraced his ...
Pàgina 54
... look upon the champion as he rode through the solitary streets of their city . When he came to his posada , or hotel , and struck against the door with his foot , none made answer but a little girl of nine years old , who informed him ...
... look upon the champion as he rode through the solitary streets of their city . When he came to his posada , or hotel , and struck against the door with his foot , none made answer but a little girl of nine years old , who informed him ...
Pàgina 60
... Look , with a bloody sword , and a horse all sweat , this is the way that we conquer the Moors ! Pray God that I may live yet awhile for your sakes , and you shall enter into great honour , and they shall kiss your hands . ' Then my Cid ...
... Look , with a bloody sword , and a horse all sweat , this is the way that we conquer the Moors ! Pray God that I may live yet awhile for your sakes , and you shall enter into great honour , and they shall kiss your hands . ' Then my Cid ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 115 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Pàgina 271 - This opinion, which perhaps prevails as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth: those that never heard of one another would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some who deny it with their tongues confess it by their fears.
Pàgina 274 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.
Pàgina 321 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Pàgina 115 - Wouldst thou divert thyself from melancholy? Wouldst thou be pleasant, yet be far from folly? Wouldst thou read riddles, and their explanation, Or else be drowned in thy contemplation? Dost thou love picking meat? Or wouldst thou see A man i' th' clouds and hear him speak to thee?
Pàgina 275 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Pàgina 81 - Just when he was come over against the mouth of the burning pit, one of the wicked ones got behind him, and stepped up softly to him, and whisperingly suggested many grievous blasphemies to him, which he verily thought had proceeded from his own mind.
Pàgina 275 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Pàgina 171 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Pàgina 258 - I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.