Wat mensen zeggen - Een review schrijven
We hebben geen reviews gevonden op de gebruikelijke plaatsen.
Overige edities - Alles weergeven
admitted afford appears army believe Bell boys Buonaparte called Calvinistic Captain Krusenstern cause character Christ Christian church conscription divine doctrines Dutch duty effect Emperor of Japan endeavours England English established Faber fact faith father favour feelings Fox's France French Hindoos Holy Office honour human Hyder India infanticide interest Ireland island Java Javanese Jews Joseph Lancaster knowledge labour Lancaster language letters Lord Charlemont mankind manner means ment merit mind moral Mysore nation native nature neral never object observes occasion officers opinion original perhaps persons philosophical poem political Portugal Portugueze possession practice present principles produced profession proved racter readers reason religion remarkable respect says scripture Seringapatam shew Spain spirit Stewart Stonehenge supposed thing tides tion Trotter truth vols whole word writer
Pagina 37 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Pagina 296 - An Experiment in Education, made at the Male Asylum of Madras ; suggesting a System by which a School or Family may teach itself under the Superintendence of the Master or Parent.
Pagina 469 - Whom art had never taught cliffs, moods, or notes, Should vie with him for mastery, whose study Had busied many hours to perfect practice ; To end the controversy, in a rapture Upon his instrument he plays so swiftly So many voluntaries, and so quick That there was curiosity and cunning, Concord in discord, lines of differing method Meeting in one full centre of delight.
Pagina 467 - A lightless sulphur, chok'd with smoky fogs Of an infected darkness : in this place Dwell many thousand thousand sundry sorts Of never-dying deaths: there damned souls Roar without pity; there are gluttons fed With toads and adders; there is burning oil Pour'd down the drunkard's throat; the usurer Is forced to sup whole draughts of molten gold...
Pagina 451 - The idol is a block of wood, having a frightful visage painted black, with a distended mouth of a bloody colour. His arms are of gold, and he is dressed in gorgeous apparel. The other two idols are of a white and yellow colour. — Five elephants preceded the three towers, bearing towering flags, dressed in crimson caparisons, and having bells hanging to their caparisons, which sounded musically as they moved.
Pagina 410 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. 2. The storm that wrecks the winter sky, No more disturbs their deep repose Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose.
Pagina 469 - I heard The sweetest and most ravishing contention That art and nature ever were at strife in. A sound of music touch'd mine ears, or rather Indeed entranced my soul ; as I stole nearer...
Pagina 410 - Hark ! a strange sound affrights mine ear ; My pulse, my brain runs wild, — I rave : Ah ! who art thou whose voice I hear ?
Pagina 416 - Of that devoted vessel, tost By winds and floods, now seen, now lost ; While every gun-fire spread A dimmer flash, a fainter roar ; — At length they saw, they heard no more. There are to whom that ship was dear, For love and kindred's sake ; When these the voice of Rumour hear, Their inmost heart shall quake, Shall doubt, and fear, and wish, and grieve, Believe, and long to unbelieve, But never cease to ache ; Still doom'd, in sad suspense, to bear The Hope that keeps alive Despair.