The Monthly Repository, Volume 8Leigh Hunt C. Fox, 1834 - Liberalism (Religion) |
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... voice might roll its solemn music in the ears of the legislators of Great Britain , inspiring them to fulfil their high vocation , and be the heralds of a new era , the founders of a new order of things , most beautiful and glorious ...
... voice might roll its solemn music in the ears of the legislators of Great Britain , inspiring them to fulfil their high vocation , and be the heralds of a new era , the founders of a new order of things , most beautiful and glorious ...
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... the crisis , sometimes his voice could scarcely be heard amid the groans and cries of these suffering and excited enthusiasts . ' Now , the error of Wesley was not in appealing The Diffusion of Knowledge amongst the People . 9 PAGE.
... the crisis , sometimes his voice could scarcely be heard amid the groans and cries of these suffering and excited enthusiasts . ' Now , the error of Wesley was not in appealing The Diffusion of Knowledge amongst the People . 9 PAGE.
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... voice of the people . If a feeling of deep dissatisfaction , gradually increasing to indignation , should originate in the Mechanics ' Institutes , as being the most intelligent and the best informed of the people , should spread ...
... voice of the people . If a feeling of deep dissatisfaction , gradually increasing to indignation , should originate in the Mechanics ' Institutes , as being the most intelligent and the best informed of the people , should spread ...
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... not to call it a holy awe . We s of the only answers such humbuz , alias hum- VATER - DROP . lement , t is the sap and blood , art life - drop , to the mood This is thy voice- I am the globed dew Which = Water - Drop . 19.
... not to call it a holy awe . We s of the only answers such humbuz , alias hum- VATER - DROP . lement , t is the sap and blood , art life - drop , to the mood This is thy voice- I am the globed dew Which = Water - Drop . 19.
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Leigh Hunt. This is thy voice- I am the globed dew Which trickles from the locks of twilight grey , When the earth falls asleep , and when anew She wakens , blushing with a dream of day , And the love - stricken star of the pale morning ...
Leigh Hunt. This is thy voice- I am the globed dew Which trickles from the locks of twilight grey , When the earth falls asleep , and when anew She wakens , blushing with a dream of day , And the love - stricken star of the pale morning ...
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Page 2 - ... methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam; purging and unsealing her long-abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance; while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about, amazed at what she means, and in their envious gabble would prognosticate a year of sects and schisms.
Page 335 - And he that stealeth a man, and selleth him, or if he be found in his hand, he shall surely be put to death.
Page 298 - I'll never Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand, As if a man were author of himself, And knew no other kin.
Page 325 - (though against my own judgment) as opposed to the word Prose, and synonymous with metrical composition. But much confusion has been introduced into criticism by this contradistinction of Poetry and Prose, instead of the more philosophical one of Poetry and Matter of Fact, or Science.
Page 530 - I saw a little Wood-Mouse once, Like Oberon in his hall, With the green, green moss beneath his feet, Sit under a mushroom tall. I saw him sit and his dinner eat, All under the forest tree ; His dinner of chestnut ripe and red, And he ate it heartily. I wish you could have seen him there ; It did my spirit good, To see the small thing God had made Thus eating in the wood.
Page 535 - The office of a great general does not differ widely from that of a great mechanician, whose business it is to frame new combinations of physical forces, to adapt them to new circumstances, and to remove new obstructions.
Page 345 - God took thee in his mercy, A lamb untasked, untried : He fought the fight for thee, He won the victory, And thou art sanctified ! " I look around and see The evil ways of men ; And, oh ! beloved child ! I'm more than reconciled To thy departure then.
Page 543 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Page 336 - And his lord was wroth, and delivered him to the tormentors, till he should pay all that was due unto him. "So likewise shall my heavenly Father do also unto you, if ye from your hearts forgive not every one his brother their trespasses.
Page 539 - On before us tottered, rather than walked, a very pretty, delicate, fragile-looking young creature, dressed in a most unbecoming manner, in a faded salmon-coloured sack and coat, and uncertain whereabouts to fix either her eyes or her feet. She spoke in a broken, tremulous tone ; and at the close of a sentence her words generally lapsed into a horrid whisper, that was absolutely inaudible. After her first exit, the buzzing comment went round the pit generally — " She certainly is very pretty, but...