The Literary Examiner: Consisting of The Indicator, a Review of Books, and Miscellaneous Pieces in Prose and Verse

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Leigh Hunt
H. L. Hunt, 1823 - English literature - 412 pages
 

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Page 98 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, While the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns, and fallows gray...
Page 307 - Around : the wild fowl nestled in the brake And sedges, brooding in their liquid bed ; The woods sloped downwards to its brink, and stood With their green faces fix'd upon the flood.
Page 27 - He wrote this Polar melody, and set it, Duly accompanied by shrieks and groans, "Which few will sing, I trust, but none forget it — For I will teach, if possible, the stones To rise against Earth's tyrants.
Page 133 - So they came and called unto the porter of the city: and they told them, saying, We came to the camp of the Syrians, and, behold, there was no man there, neither voice of man, but horses tied, and asses tied, and the tents as they were.
Page 71 - And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter— like favourites, Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it.
Page 21 - ... was eminently delighted with those flights of imagination which pass the bounds of nature, and to which the mind is reconciled only by a passive acquiescence in popular traditions. He loved fairies, genii, giants, and monsters ; he delighted to rove through the meanders of inchantment, to gaze on the magnificence of golden palaces, to repose by the water-falls of Elysian gardens.
Page 119 - I will tell you something which may amaze you a little more, and I hope will frighten you. It is such men as you who madden the spirits and the patience of the poor and wretched; and if ever a convulsion comes in this country (which is very probable), recollect what I tell you : you will have your...
Page 106 - there was no matter," And proved it — 'twas no matter what he said: They say his system 'tis in vain to batter, Too subtle for the airiest human head; And yet who can believe it? I would shatter Gladly all matters, down to stone or lead, Or adamant, to find the world a spirit, And wear my head, denying that I wear it.
Page 132 - I take my subjects' money, when I want it, without all this formality of parliament?" The bishop of Durham readily answered, "God forbid, Sir, but you should: you are the breath of our nostrils." Whereupon the King turned and said to the bishop of Winchester, "Well, my Lord, what say you?" "Sir," replied the bishop, "I have no skill to judge of parliamentary cases." The King answered, "No put-offs, my Lord; answer me presently.
Page 307 - Its outlet dash'd into a deep cascade, Sparkling with foam, until again subsiding, Its shriller echoes — like an infant made Quiet— sank into softer ripples...

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