The Quarterly Review, Bind 54William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1835 |
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Side 41
... , what a within and without actor . I wonder whether I carry such a brand in every limb and look of me ? if I thought so , I'd strangle myself . An actor actor shall be self - convicted in five hundred . 1835. ] 41 Mrs. Butler's Journal .
... , what a within and without actor . I wonder whether I carry such a brand in every limb and look of me ? if I thought so , I'd strangle myself . An actor actor shall be self - convicted in five hundred . 1835. ] 41 Mrs. Butler's Journal .
Side 45
... looks like a silver- smith's shop - window . And all this surprises us the more from the deep disgust she expresses at the false finery which she herself is forced to put on in the way of her vocation - foil stone - glass beads , and ...
... looks like a silver- smith's shop - window . And all this surprises us the more from the deep disgust she expresses at the false finery which she herself is forced to put on in the way of her vocation - foil stone - glass beads , and ...
Side 46
... look like a ghostly universe cut out in chalk . The light over the water , which absolutely illumined the shore on the other side with the broad glare of full day , was of a magnificent purple colour . The night was pitchy dark , too ...
... look like a ghostly universe cut out in chalk . The light over the water , which absolutely illumined the shore on the other side with the broad glare of full day , was of a magnificent purple colour . The night was pitchy dark , too ...
Side 47
... looks like a scarf , rounded by the wind , flung over the river .'- vol . ii . p . 30 . And this description of a soft ... look of comfort and cleanliness , and withal of age about it , which pleases me . It is quieter , too , than New ...
... looks like a scarf , rounded by the wind , flung over the river .'- vol . ii . p . 30 . And this description of a soft ... look of comfort and cleanliness , and withal of age about it , which pleases me . It is quieter , too , than New ...
Side 49
... looks at the wrong side of a Gobelin tapestry and complains that , instead of landscape or figures , she sees only a ... look at , but for the delicate skin which covers it ! But the fact that these are poor pitiful substitutes for the ...
... looks at the wrong side of a Gobelin tapestry and complains that , instead of landscape or figures , she sees only a ... look at , but for the delicate skin which covers it ! But the fact that these are poor pitiful substitutes for the ...
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Side 50 - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of lona.
Side 343 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Side 63 - Do you remember the brown suit, which you made to hang upon you, till all your friends cried shame upon you, it grew so threadbare — and all because of that folio Beaumont and Fletcher...
Side 343 - ... sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills. In him the savage virtue of the race, Revenge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead Nor did he change ; but kept in lofty place The wisdom which adversity had bred. Glad were the vales, and every cottage hearth ; The shepherd lord was honoured more and more ; And, ages after he was laid in earth, "The good Lord Clifford
Side 68 - The greatness of Lear is not in corporal dimension, but in intellectual; the explosions of his passion are terrible as a volcano - they are storms turning up and disclosing to the bottom that sea, his mind, with all its vast riches. It is his mind which is laid bare. This case of flesh and blood seems too insignificant to be thought on, even as he himself neglects it.
Side 61 - Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fire-side conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself — do these things go out with life...
Side 184 - Bound to thy service with unceasing care, The mind's least generous wish a mendicant For nought but what thy happiness could spare. Speak — though this soft warm heart, once free to hold A thousand tender pleasures, thine and mine, Be left more desolate, more dreary cold Than a forsaken bird's-nest filled with snow 'Mid its own bush of leafless eglantine — Speak, that my torturing doubts their end may know ! TO BR HAYDON, ON SEEING HIS PICTURE OF NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE ON THE ISLAND OF ST.
Side 298 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Side 64 - ... off from Islington fearing you should be too late — and when the old bookseller, with some grumbling, opened his shop, and by the twinkling taper (for he was setting bedwards) lighted out the relic from his dusty treasures, and when you lugged it home, wishing it were twice as cumbersome, and when you presented it to me, and when we were exploring the perfectness of it (collating, you called it), and while I was repairing some of the loose leaves with paste, which your impatience would not...
Side 60 - Those metaphors solace me not, nor sweeten the unpalatable draught of mortality. I care not to be carried with the tide, that smoothly bears human life to eternity; and reluct at the inevitable course of destiny. I am in love with this green earth; the face of town and country; the unspeakable rural solitudes, and the sweet security of streets.