The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 84. köideArchibald Constable and Company, 1819 |
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... English families , in the. mean. time. ,. adopted. the. more. prudent. system. of. rigid. seclusion . If. public. duty required the master of the house to go out , the other members of the family were closely shut up ; and the result proved ...
... English families , in the. mean. time. ,. adopted. the. more. prudent. system. of. rigid. seclusion . If. public. duty required the master of the house to go out , the other members of the family were closely shut up ; and the result proved ...
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... English parents in a village in Sus- sex , about three miles distant from the sea . Her parents had nothing reverse the rule , and estimate every one's pretensions to taste by the de- gree of their sensibility to the highest and most ...
... English parents in a village in Sus- sex , about three miles distant from the sea . Her parents had nothing reverse the rule , and estimate every one's pretensions to taste by the de- gree of their sensibility to the highest and most ...
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... English monarch , to offer him a matchless steed to bear him in the approaching combat ; one , compared with which , Favel of Cypre , ne Lyard of price , Are nought at need as that he is.- For a thousand pound y- told Should not that ...
... English monarch , to offer him a matchless steed to bear him in the approaching combat ; one , compared with which , Favel of Cypre , ne Lyard of price , Are nought at need as that he is.- For a thousand pound y- told Should not that ...
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... English ladies next engage his attention , but in this and a former portion of his travels in Normandy , he assumes a romantic tone , and dis- guises the names , that he may not urt living feelings or characters , ei- ther by praise or ...
... English ladies next engage his attention , but in this and a former portion of his travels in Normandy , he assumes a romantic tone , and dis- guises the names , that he may not urt living feelings or characters , ei- ther by praise or ...
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... English by Mr Rose . But of all the modern Italian poets , perhaps Hippolyto Pindemonti has found the tone that must be most ge- nerally pleasing . He possesses much feeling , though of a far gentler kind than that of the imitators of ...
... English by Mr Rose . But of all the modern Italian poets , perhaps Hippolyto Pindemonti has found the tone that must be most ge- nerally pleasing . He possesses much feeling , though of a far gentler kind than that of the imitators of ...
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Page 134 - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Page 326 - He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn. But it, too, was gone. A large, rickety wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken and mended with old hats and petticoats, and over the door was painted, "The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle.
Page 325 - On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. "Surely," thought Rip, "I have not slept here all night.
Page 252 - And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat ; And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
Page 326 - ... at the poor man's perplexities. What was to be done? the morning was passing away, and Rip felt famished for want of his breakfast. He grieved to give up his dog and gun; he dreaded to meet his wife; but it would not do to starve among the mountains.
Page 328 - Half-moon ; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and keep a guardian eye upon the river and the great city called by his name.
Page 317 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant Nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam...
Page 326 - The rocks presented a high impenetrable wall, over which the torrent came tumbling in a sheet of feathery foam, and fell into a broad deep basin, black from the shadows of the surrounding forest. Here, then, poor Rip was brought to a stand. He again called and whistled after his dog ; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idle crows...
Page 326 - ... gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and, with a heart full of trouble and anxiety, turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people, but none whom he knew, which somewhat surprised him, for he had thought himself acquainted with every one in the country round.
Page 326 - He found the house gone to decay, the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name ; but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut indeed.