The Quarterly Review, Volume 234
William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle)
John Murray, 1920 - English literature
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Page 114 - If a man were called to fix the period in the history of the world during which the condition of the human race was most happy and prosperous, he would, without hesitation, name that which elapsed from the death of Domitian to the accession of Commodus.
Page 259 - SAY NOT THE STRUGGLE NOUGHT AVAILETH Say not the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth. And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars ; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field.
Page 279 - ... to enact, constitute, and frame such just and equal laws, ordinances, acts, constitutions, and offices, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general good of the colony, unto which we promise all due submission and obedience.
Page 242 - ... ont été tourmentées jadis ; mais, ne voyez-vous pas que leurs passions, de politiques, sont devenues sociales ? Ne voyez-vous pas qu'il se répand peu à peu dans leur sein des opinions, des idées, qui ne vont point seulement à renverser telles lois, tel ministère, tel gouvernement même, mais la société, à l'ébranler sur les bases sur lesquelles elle repose aujourd'hui?
Page 432 - The day will come, and perhaps is not far distant, when the European observer will look round to see the globe girdled with a continuous zone of the black and yellow races...
Page 348 - If these measures be carried out, without compensation (though not without such relief to expropriated individuals as may seem fit to the community), rent and interest will be added to the reward of labour, the idle class now living on the labour of others will necessarily disappear, and practical equality of opportunity will be maintained by the spontaneous action of economic forces with much less interference with personal liberty than the present system entails.
Page 200 - There is, to my vision, no authentic, and no really interesting and no beautiful, report of things on the novelist's, the painter's part unless a particular detachment has operated, unless the great stewpot or crucible of the imagination, of the observant and recording and interpreting mind in short, has intervened and played its part — and this detachment, this chemical transmutation for the aesthetic, the representational, end is terribly wanting in autobiography brought, as the horrible phrase...
Page 198 - It is on manners, customs, usages, habits, forms, upon all these things matured and established, that a novelist lives — they are the very stuff his work is made of ; and in saying that in the absence of those " dreary and worn-out paraphernalia...
Page 259 - Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light ; In front, the sun climbs slow — how slowly I But westward, look ! the land is bright.
Page 188 - ... them." This irradiation, so abundantly basked in by the friends of Henry James, was hidden from those who knew him slightly by a peculiarity due to merely physical causes. His slow way of speech, sometimes mistaken for affectation— or, more quaintly, for an artless form of Anglomania!— was really the partial victory over a stammer which in his boyhood had been thought incurable. The elaborate politeness and the involved phraseology that made off-hand intercourse with him so difficult to casual...