The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 21Leavitt, Trow, & Company, 1850 |
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... present , as against the great original objects of hostility , the battle has been fought out and won - or if anything in the nature of a prejudice ecclesias- tical , aristocratical , or monarchical , still shows a sign of life , there ...
... present , as against the great original objects of hostility , the battle has been fought out and won - or if anything in the nature of a prejudice ecclesias- tical , aristocratical , or monarchical , still shows a sign of life , there ...
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... present in a sublunary sphere , and it seems to us not wholly unworthy of note that the philosopher was also a placeman- held a lucrative office under the Crown be- fore the Revolution began , and continued-- with a very short , if any ...
... present in a sublunary sphere , and it seems to us not wholly unworthy of note that the philosopher was also a placeman- held a lucrative office under the Crown be- fore the Revolution began , and continued-- with a very short , if any ...
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... present century shall have expired . We propose in this article to present the reader with a rapid sketch of some of the most striking examples of these vast improvements which have been made in the internal communication on the ...
... present century shall have expired . We propose in this article to present the reader with a rapid sketch of some of the most striking examples of these vast improvements which have been made in the internal communication on the ...
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... present time . " It is not only in dimensions that these vessels have undergone improvements . The exhibition of the beautifully - finished machinery of the Eng- lish Atlantic steamers plying to New York , did not fail to excite the ...
... present time . " It is not only in dimensions that these vessels have undergone improvements . The exhibition of the beautifully - finished machinery of the Eng- lish Atlantic steamers plying to New York , did not fail to excite the ...
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... present ; that each minute then fell as deliberately from Time's hammer on the bowl of brass , and was as full of pain or joy as minutes are now ; and that the lives , therefore , that we examine so lightly as perfected historic results ...
... present ; that each minute then fell as deliberately from Time's hammer on the bowl of brass , and was as full of pain or joy as minutes are now ; and that the lives , therefore , that we examine so lightly as perfected historic results ...
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Página 215 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 216 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 218 - That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Página 216 - So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
Página 216 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Página 445 - Travel in the younger sort is a part of education ; in the elder a part of experience. He that travelleth into a country before he hath some entrance into the language, goeth to school, and not to travel.
Página 209 - Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn. All night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel, till Phosphor, bright As our pure love, thro' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks. Sphere all your lights around, above; Sleep, gentle heavens, before the prow; Sleep, gentle winds, as he sleeps now, My friend, the brother of my love; My Arthur, whom I shall not see Till all my widow'd race be run; Dear as the mother to the son, More than my brothers are to me.
Página 217 - I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one.
Página 216 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Página 215 - Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side? Is there no baseness we would hide? No inner vileness that we dread?