The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 42

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A. Constable, 1825
 

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Page 44 - Eros !—I come, my queen. Eros ! stay for me. Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Dido and her Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours '— a decided claim to be considered as poetry, in point of expression only.
Page 315 - There eternal summer dwells, And west winds, with musky wing, About the cedared alleys fling . Nard and cassia's balmy smells : Iris there with humid bow Waters the odorous banks, that blow Flowers of more mingled- hue Than her purfled scarf can show, And drenches with Elysian dew, (List,
Page 339 - Hence originated their contempt for terrestrial distinctions. The difference between the greatest and meanest of mankind seemed to vanish, when compared with the boundless interval which separated the whole race from him on whom their own eyes were constantly fixed. They recognised no title to superiority but his favour ; and, confident of that favour,
Page 173 - I speak in the spirit of the British law, which makes liberty commensurate with, and inseparable from British soil ; which proclaims, even to the stranger and sojourner, the moment he sets his foot on British earth, that the ground on which he treads is holy, and consecrated by the genius of universal
Page 340 - them to pursue unwise ends, but never to choose unwise means. They went through the world like Sir Artegale's iron man Talus with his flail, crushing and trampling down oppressors, mingling with human beings, but having neither part nor lot in human infirmities; insensible to fatigue, to pleasure, and to pain ; not
Page 332 - her beauty and her glory ! There is only one cure for the evils which newly acquired freedom produces—and that cure is freedom ! When a prisoner first leaves his cell, he cannot bear the light of day :—he is unable to discriminate colours, or recognise faces. But the
Page 340 - sword for war, these tempestuous workings of the soul had left no perceptible trace behind them. People who saw nothing of the godly but their uncouth visages, and heard nothing from them but their groans and their whining hymns, might laugh at them. But those had little reason to
Page 344 - called upon Cromwell to break the secular chain, and to .save free conscience from the paw of the Presbyterian wolf. * With a view to the same great object, he attacked the licensing .system, in that sublime treatise which every statesman should wear as a sign upon his hand, and as frontlets between his eyes.
Page 337 - or stuck them up, as circumstances altered, without the slightest shame or repugnance. These we leave out of the account. We take our estimate of parties from those who really deserved to be called partisans. We would speak first of the Puritans, the most remarkable body of men perhaps which the world has ever produced. The
Page 311 - in general means nothing, but, applied to the writings of Milton, it is most appropriate. His poetry acts like an incantation. Its merit lies less in its obvious meaning than in its occult power. There would seem, at first sight, to be no more in his words than in other words.

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