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... give us a song without giving it in charac- ter , and rattling his chains , and howling loud , and looking very fierce before he begins . No wonder he is compelled to take substitutes for the regular stage dress , like Don Quixote in ...
... give us a song without giving it in charac- ter , and rattling his chains , and howling loud , and looking very fierce before he begins . No wonder he is compelled to take substitutes for the regular stage dress , like Don Quixote in ...
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... give up home and country , and on the basis of a voluntary banishment , rear the proud fabric of a still more glorious polity : Driven from their native hills , after the extinction of all hope of resurrection , either for their ...
... give up home and country , and on the basis of a voluntary banishment , rear the proud fabric of a still more glorious polity : Driven from their native hills , after the extinction of all hope of resurrection , either for their ...
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... give a slight sketch of the Scottish persecution , the details of which fill two folio vo- lumes of Wodrow ; and thus the author was obliged to make a selection . Among the numerous instances of well - authenticated atroci- ties ...
... give a slight sketch of the Scottish persecution , the details of which fill two folio vo- lumes of Wodrow ; and thus the author was obliged to make a selection . Among the numerous instances of well - authenticated atroci- ties ...
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... give it to his readers ) the evidence to the contrary , takes strange liberties with the truth of history , and ... gives the positive testimony of another writer , who " utterly contradicts Wodrow , and his follower , Mr. Macaulay , in ...
... give it to his readers ) the evidence to the contrary , takes strange liberties with the truth of history , and ... gives the positive testimony of another writer , who " utterly contradicts Wodrow , and his follower , Mr. Macaulay , in ...
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... give an account of what you have done . " Claverhouse answered , " To men I can be an- swerable , and as for God , I'll take him into my own hand . " I am well informed , that Claverhouse him- self frequently acknowledged af- terwards ...
... give an account of what you have done . " Claverhouse answered , " To men I can be an- swerable , and as for God , I'll take him into my own hand . " I am well informed , that Claverhouse him- self frequently acknowledged af- terwards ...
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Page 173 - ... teeth: and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Page 173 - ... books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Page 546 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Page 173 - There must be licensing dancers, that no gesture, motion or deportment be taught our youth but what by their allowance shall be thought honest; for such Plato was provided of.
Page 534 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 538 - Thro' all the dewy-tassell'd wood, And shadowing down the horned flood In ripples, fan my brows and blow The fever from my cheek, and sigh The full new life that feeds thy breath Throughout my frame, till Doubt and Death, 111 brethren, let the fancy fly From belt to belt of crimson seas On leagues of odor streaming far, To where in yonder orient star A hundred spirits whisper
Page 491 - Must hear Humanity in fields and groves Pipe solitary anguish; or must hang Brooding above the fierce confederate storm Of sorrow, barricadoed evermore Within the walls of cities...
Page 534 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Page 494 - NUNS fret not at their Convent's narrow room ; And Hermits are contented with their Cells ; And Students with their pensive Citadels : Maids at the Wheel, the Weaver at his Loom, Sit blithe and happy; Bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Pea.k of Furness Fells, Will murmur by the hour in Foxglove bells : In truth, the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is...
Page 117 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.