The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 68

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W. Simpkin and R. Marshall, 1789 - English literature
 

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Page 358 - And they, having heard the king, went their way; and lo, the star, which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was. And when they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.
Page 473 - Of genius, that power which constitutes a poet; that quality without which judgment is cold, and knowledge is inert ; that energy which collects, combines, amplifies and animates ; the superiority must, with some hesitation, be allowed to Dryden.
Page 7 - PASTON LETTERS. ORIGINAL LETTERS, written during the Reigns of Henry VI., Edward IV., and Richard III., by various Persons of Rank or Consequence.
Page 331 - But if it be a question of words and names, and of your law, look ye to it; for I will be no judge of such matters.
Page 383 - Ye painted Moths, your gold-eyed plumage furl, Bow your wide horns, your spiral trunks uncurl; Glitter, ye Glow-worms, on your mossy beds; Descend, ye Spiders, on your lengthened threads ; Slide here, ye horned Snails, with varnished shells ; Ye Bee-nymphs, listen in your waxen cells...
Page 100 - And they shall not lie with the mighty that are fallen of the uncircumcised, which are gone down to hell with their weapons of war: and they have laid their swords under their heads...
Page 431 - Their whole exercife through the day is hunting, fighting-, or dancing. They are expert in throwing their lances, and in time of war ufe Ihields made of the hides of oxen.
Page 431 - The women make their bafkcts, and the mats which they fleep on. The men have great pride in their cattle ; they cut their horns in fuch a way as to be able to turn them into any fliape they pleafe, and teach them to anfwer a whiftle.
Page 180 - We are upon an Engagement very difficult. The Enemy hath blocked up our way at the Pass at Copperspath, through which we cannot get without almost a miracle. He lieth so upon the Hills that we know not how to come that way without great difficulty ; and our lying here daily consumeth our men, who fall sick beyond imagination.
Page 14 - This world is but a thoroughfare, and full of woe; and when we depart therefrom, right nought bear with us but our good deeds and ill; and there knoweth no man how soon God will clepe him; and therefore it is good for every creature to be ready.

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