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Page 259 - Accordingly we find that, in every kingdom into which money begins to flow in greater abundance than formerly, everything takes a new face; labour and industry gain life ; the merchant becomes more enterprising, the manufacturer more diligent and skilful, and even the farmer follows his plough with greater alacrity and attention.
Page 338 - But the knowledge of nature is only half the task of a poet; he must be acquainted likewise with all the modes of life. His character requires that he estimate the happiness and misery of every condition, observe the power of all the passions in all their combinations and trace the changes of the human mind as they are modified by various institutions and accidental influences of climate or custom from the sprightliness of infancy to the despondence of decrepitude.
Page 330 - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the deep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and...
Page 268 - Plates. 5s. 130. GRECIAN ARCHITECTURE^ An Inquiry into the Principles of Beauty in ; with an Historical View of the Rise and Progress of the Art in Greece. By the EARL OF ABERDEEN, is. *«* The two preceding Works in One handsome VoL, half bound, entitled "ANCIENT ARCHITECTURE,
Page 498 - The very first Of human life must spring from woman's breast, Your first small words are taught you from her lips, Your first tears quench'd by her, and your last sighs Too often breathed out in a woman's hearing, When men have shrunk from the ignoble care Of watching the last hour of him who led them.
Page 271 - Europe; or, a General Survey of the Present Situation of the Principal Powers, with Conjectures on Their Future Prospects...
Page 509 - Souls who dare use their immortality — Souls who dare look the Omnipotent tyrant in His everlasting face, and tell him that His evil is not good!
Page 397 - Shakes off her wonted firmness. Ah ! how dark Thy long-extended realms, and rueful wastes ! Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos, ere the infant sun Was roll'd together, or had tried his beams Athwart the gloom profound.
Page 120 - Could the youth, to whom the flavour of his first wine is delicious as the opening scenes of life or the entering upon some newly-discovered paradise, look into my desolation, and be made to understand what a dreary thing it is when a man shall feel himself going down a precipice with open eyes and a passive will, — to see his destruction and have no power to stop it, and...
Page 510 - Is it not glorious ? Cain. Oh, thou beautiful And unimaginable ether ! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights ! what are ye ? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden...