The Quarterly Review, Volume 19J. Murray, 1818 - English literature |
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... church establishment , not jaundiced by the bitter spirit of political or puritanical discontent . He was happy also in the time in which he flourished . The age of Charles II . was as nicely adapted to Evelyn's temper and peculiar ...
... church establishment , not jaundiced by the bitter spirit of political or puritanical discontent . He was happy also in the time in which he flourished . The age of Charles II . was as nicely adapted to Evelyn's temper and peculiar ...
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... church porch , and at six his picture was drawn in oil by one Chanterell , no ill painter . ' If this portrait , as is not unlikely , be preserved in the family , it should have been engraved for the pre- sent work ; it would have been ...
... church porch , and at six his picture was drawn in oil by one Chanterell , no ill painter . ' If this portrait , as is not unlikely , be preserved in the family , it should have been engraved for the pre- sent work ; it would have been ...
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... churches upon the continent hold the first place among those rareeshows by which the curiosity of a young English travel- ler is invited . Evelyn was much amused with the treasures at St. Denis , which contained at that time some of the ...
... churches upon the continent hold the first place among those rareeshows by which the curiosity of a young English travel- ler is invited . Evelyn was much amused with the treasures at St. Denis , which contained at that time some of the ...
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... , after it had been seven years disused at Deptford church . Perhaps this was one of those acts of kindness for which he was beholden to Morley , Morley , for these were the high days of fanaticism 16 Evelyn's Memoirs .
... , after it had been seven years disused at Deptford church . Perhaps this was one of those acts of kindness for which he was beholden to Morley , Morley , for these were the high days of fanaticism 16 Evelyn's Memoirs .
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Morley , for these were the high days of fanaticism when no church was permitted to be open on Christmas day . Sir Richard Browne being so decidedly what in the gentle lan- guage of the Puritans was called a malignant , his interest in ...
Morley , for these were the high days of fanaticism when no church was permitted to be open on Christmas day . Sir Richard Browne being so decidedly what in the gentle lan- guage of the Puritans was called a malignant , his interest in ...
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Page 221 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Page 274 - That in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven and as the sand which is upon the...
Page 257 - And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; and the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.
Page 201 - Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Page 2 - From Paul's I went, to Eton sent, To learn straightways the Latin phrase, Where fifty-three stripes given to me At once I had. For fault but small, or none at all, It came to pass thus beat I was; See, Udal, see the mercy of thee To me, poor lad.
Page 210 - Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been — A sound which makes us linger; — yet— farewell ! Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-shoon, and scallop-shell ; Farewell! with him alone may rest the pain, If such there were — with you, the moral of his strain.
Page 202 - We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read : An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite...
Page 217 - The beings of the mind are not of clay ; Essentially immortal, they create And multiply in us a brighter ray And more beloved existence : that which Fate Prohibits to dull life, in this our state Of mortal bondage, by these spirits supplied First exiles, then replaces what we hate ; Watering the heart whose early flowers have died, And with a fresher growth replenishing the void.
Page 216 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ;* A palace and a prison on each hand: I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Page 201 - Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in ; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season ; the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...