The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 18Leavitt, Trow, & Company, 1873 |
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... carried the glad tidings of the Gospel to the rug- ged isles of which this empire is made up . Nor was his glowing imagination less ex- cited by the great deeds and heroic sacri- fices of Loyola and his disciples , to whom human ...
... carried the glad tidings of the Gospel to the rug- ged isles of which this empire is made up . Nor was his glowing imagination less ex- cited by the great deeds and heroic sacri- fices of Loyola and his disciples , to whom human ...
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... carried the first news of the abdication of Napoleon to Louis XVIII .; and in due season he was rewarded for his zeal and fidelity by being named a peer of France and minister plenipotentiary to Stuttgart . We must suppose that the ...
... carried the first news of the abdication of Napoleon to Louis XVIII .; and in due season he was rewarded for his zeal and fidelity by being named a peer of France and minister plenipotentiary to Stuttgart . We must suppose that the ...
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... carried Him to some hut built with planks of fir , vowing never to expose Him a second time to the insults of the temples of the State . ' This , Montalembert remarks , was tantamount to telling the clergy bluntly that they must ...
... carried Him to some hut built with planks of fir , vowing never to expose Him a second time to the insults of the temples of the State . ' This , Montalembert remarks , was tantamount to telling the clergy bluntly that they must ...
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... carried nem . con . that they must begin by abolishing the religion of Christ : - ' Then the seventh , having like the others drunk in the skull , spoke thus with his feet upon the crucifix . " No more Christ : there is war to how to ...
... carried nem . con . that they must begin by abolishing the religion of Christ : - ' Then the seventh , having like the others drunk in the skull , spoke thus with his feet upon the crucifix . " No more Christ : there is war to how to ...
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... carried everything before it . His bitterness- and he was sometimes bitter - from him seemed almost amenity , the harshness of the meaning being disguised by the elegance of his manner and his perfect good grace . ' There is one ...
... carried everything before it . His bitterness- and he was sometimes bitter - from him seemed almost amenity , the harshness of the meaning being disguised by the elegance of his manner and his perfect good grace . ' There is one ...
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Page 474 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth, of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In Nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Page 298 - There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou — THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
Page 476 - And soon with this he other matter blended, Cheerfully uttered, with demeanour kind, But stately in the main ; and, when he ended, I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit man so firm a mind.
Page 477 - Liberty ! There came a tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled maid, what sorrow would it be That mountain floods should thunder as before, And ocean bellow from his rocky shore, And neither awful voice be heard by thee...
Page 473 - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Page 473 - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
Page 476 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Page 566 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 471 - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous...
Page 474 - Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light— Were all like workings...