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Raise thy renowned hand , o Spain , from French Pyrene , to the land Where the
Moor Atlas lifts his mountain height , And ... bright In hardest adamant , a fearful
sight , Such that the lands of languid power , The nations leagued against thy
faith ...
Raise thy renowned hand , o Spain , from French Pyrene , to the land Where the
Moor Atlas lifts his mountain height , And ... bright In hardest adamant , a fearful
sight , Such that the lands of languid power , The nations leagued against thy
faith ...
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Yet a long time had now elapsed , he said , Since aught of Lord Anfriso he could
hear , Nor knew he if he were alive or dead . I answered , Sir , I shall not travel
there ; Nor will I enter in the Holy Land Except with caution and in safe disguise ...
Yet a long time had now elapsed , he said , Since aught of Lord Anfriso he could
hear , Nor knew he if he were alive or dead . I answered , Sir , I shall not travel
there ; Nor will I enter in the Holy Land Except with caution and in safe disguise ...
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... as one of our old authors says , edification becomes tedification , - and he
makes a journey in a dream through the Holy Land , which the unmerciful poet
describes step by step . When the beatification of Isidro was effected , great
rejoicings ...
... as one of our old authors says , edification becomes tedification , - and he
makes a journey in a dream through the Holy Land , which the unmerciful poet
describes step by step . When the beatification of Isidro was effected , great
rejoicings ...
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... and I might have made them my friends in spite of Mahommed Ali , the most
treacherous of men . The defeat of many Baillies and Braithwaites will not destroy
them . I can ruin their resources by land , but I cannot dry up the sea ; and I must ...
... and I might have made them my friends in spite of Mahommed Ali , the most
treacherous of men . The defeat of many Baillies and Braithwaites will not destroy
them . I can ruin their resources by land , but I cannot dry up the sea ; and I must ...
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... he marched his whole army to the coast , surprized two thousand Nairs with
their families , and gave them the alternative of a voluntary profession of the
Mahomedan faith , or á forcible conversion , with deportation from their native
land .
... he marched his whole army to the coast , surprized two thousand Nairs with
their families , and gave them the alternative of a voluntary profession of the
Mahomedan faith , or á forcible conversion , with deportation from their native
land .
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Page 379 - I thought I saw Elizabeth, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt. Delighted and surprised, I embraced her ; but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips, they became livid with the hue of death ; her features appeared to change, and I thought that I held the corpse of my dead mother in my arms ; a shroud enveloped her form, and I saw the grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel.
Page 192 - That it is better that ten guilty persons escape, than that one innocent man should suffer.
Page 378 - His limbs were in proportion and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!— Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips.
Page 455 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 192 - I would never convict any person of murder or manslaughter, unless the fact were proved to be done, or at least the body found dead,(/) for the sake of two cases, one mentioned in my lord Coke's PC cap.
Page 379 - I beheld the wretch — the miserable monster whom I had created. He held up the curtain of the bed ; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks.
Page 326 - Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy ; And balmy rest about thee Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways : Yet almost wish, with sudden shrink, That I had less to praise.
Page 459 - Shakespear was no moralist at all : in another, he was the greatest of all moralists. He was a moralist in the same sense in which nature is one. He taught what he had learnt from her. He shewed the greatest knowledge of humanity with the greatest fellow-feeling for it.
Page 327 - His voice — his face — is gone ; " To feel impatient-hearted, Yet feel we must bear on ; Ah, I could not endure To whisper of such woe, Unless I felt this sleep ensure That it will not be so.
Page 379 - Wandering spirits, if indeed ye wander, and do not rest in your narrow beds, allow me this faint happiness, or take me, as your companion, away from the joys of life.
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| Title | The Quarterly Review, Volume 18 |
| Contributors | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero |
| Publisher | John Murray, 1818 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 13 Jun 2005 |
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