THE EDINBURGH REVIEW OF CRITICAL JOURNAL1818 |
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... spirit of exaggeration , and the love of the marvellous which infect all those rude historical monuments . Toaldo and Pilgram have , with incredible indus- try , prosecuted this research ; and , from a bulky work of the latter printed ...
... spirit of exaggeration , and the love of the marvellous which infect all those rude historical monuments . Toaldo and Pilgram have , with incredible indus- try , prosecuted this research ; and , from a bulky work of the latter printed ...
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... spirit to his son Eric Raude , or the Red . This youth , actuated by the same vengeful passions , killed one of his neighbours in a com- bat , and was obliged to withdraw himself from Iceland for the space of three years . In 982 , Eric ...
... spirit to his son Eric Raude , or the Red . This youth , actuated by the same vengeful passions , killed one of his neighbours in a com- bat , and was obliged to withdraw himself from Iceland for the space of three years . In 982 , Eric ...
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... spirits has made himself the object of profound interest to the world , —and that too , during periods of society when ample food was every- where spread abroad for the meditations and passions of men . What love and desire , -what ...
... spirits has made himself the object of profound interest to the world , —and that too , during periods of society when ample food was every- where spread abroad for the meditations and passions of men . What love and desire , -what ...
الصفحة 91
... Spirit of Humanity . And he thus fear- lessly lays open his heart , -assured that nature never prompted unto genius that which will not triumphantly force its wide way into the human heart . We can thus easily imagine the poet whom , in ...
... Spirit of Humanity . And he thus fear- lessly lays open his heart , -assured that nature never prompted unto genius that which will not triumphantly force its wide way into the human heart . We can thus easily imagine the poet whom , in ...
الصفحة 92
... spirit . Our love our expectation follow the courses of his mind , and , if his life repel us not , the courses of his life . It was the strange madness of Rousseau to pour the blaze of his reputation over the scandals of his life . But ...
... spirit . Our love our expectation follow the courses of his mind , and , if his life repel us not , the courses of his life . It was the strange madness of Rousseau to pour the blaze of his reputation over the scandals of his life . But ...
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الصفحة 116 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
الصفحة 101 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
الصفحة 115 - Dark-heaving — boundless, endless and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
الصفحة 107 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald; — how profound The gulf! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent...
الصفحة 107 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
الصفحة 192 - Party is a body of men united, for promoting by their joint endeavours the national interest, upon some particular principle in which they are all agreed.
الصفحة 115 - The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him...
الصفحة 114 - It will not bear the brightness of the day, Which streams too much on all years, man, have reft away.
الصفحة 116 - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell...
الصفحة 109 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.