Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, 第 18 卷Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1849 |
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... Italy . The result was , that the Croat movement displayed itself every day under a more threatening aspect . The murder and pillage committed by the Serbs on the lower Danube , were faintly stated at the time in some of the newspapers ...
... Italy . The result was , that the Croat movement displayed itself every day under a more threatening aspect . The murder and pillage committed by the Serbs on the lower Danube , were faintly stated at the time in some of the newspapers ...
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... Italy , at travellers who de- vote money and time to a search for fossil bones and shells , each planter seemed to vie with an- other in his anxiety to give me information in regard to the precise spots where organic remains had been ...
... Italy , at travellers who de- vote money and time to a search for fossil bones and shells , each planter seemed to vie with an- other in his anxiety to give me information in regard to the precise spots where organic remains had been ...
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... Italy . That such statues as his exqui- site Greek Slave should be set up in American halls by American hands would be to us a source of unfeigned satisfaction , not merely for the gratification of the present , but as an omen of the ...
... Italy . That such statues as his exqui- site Greek Slave should be set up in American halls by American hands would be to us a source of unfeigned satisfaction , not merely for the gratification of the present , but as an omen of the ...
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... Italian Ditches and glory to the Dumfriesshire Drains , which I have seen , in an hour , change the white murmuring Esk into a red rolling river , with as sweeping sway as ever attended the Arno on its way to inundate Florence . BULLER ...
... Italian Ditches and glory to the Dumfriesshire Drains , which I have seen , in an hour , change the white murmuring Esk into a red rolling river , with as sweeping sway as ever attended the Arno on its way to inundate Florence . BULLER ...
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very little servility of manner among English | elegance of Italy ; he would but add the servants . They feel quite as much at liberty elegance of Italy to the solid grandeur of to be brusque as American servants ; but they England ...
very little servility of manner among English | elegance of Italy ; he would but add the servants . They feel quite as much at liberty elegance of Italy to the solid grandeur of to be brusque as American servants ; but they England ...
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第 353 頁 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, . Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
第 242 頁 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
第 352 頁 - I trust hereby to make it manifest with what small willingness I endure to interrupt the pursuit of no less hopes than these, and leave a calm and pleasing solitariness, fed with cheerful and confident thoughts, to embark in a troubled sea of noises and hoarse disputes, put from beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies...
第 227 頁 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
第 228 頁 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
第 503 頁 - I rejoice that the grave has not yet closed upon me, — that I am still alive to lift up my voice against the dismemberment of this ancient and most noble monarchy. Pressed down as I am by the hand of infirmity, I am little able to assist my country in this most perilous conjuncture ; but, my lords, while I have sense and memory, I will never consent to deprive the royal offspring of the house of Brunswick of their fairest inheritance.
第 461 頁 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace, — all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech. Or blush, at least.
第 461 頁 - THAT'S my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now: Fra Pandolf's hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands. Will't please you sit and look at her? I said "Fra Pandolf...
第 462 頁 - JUST for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver, So much was theirs who so little allowed: How all our copper had gone for his service! Rags — were they purple, his heart had been proud! We that had loved...
第 523 頁 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...