The National Review, Volume 16Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot Robert Theobald, 1863 |
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... once we were obliged to fly at dead of night , -having been roused from our beds by a false alarm , that an invading Zulu force had entered the colony , had evaded the English troops sent to meet them , and was making its way direct for ...
... once we were obliged to fly at dead of night , -having been roused from our beds by a false alarm , that an invading Zulu force had entered the colony , had evaded the English troops sent to meet them , and was making its way direct for ...
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... once occurred to every one who has perused even a summary of the book . Almost all the direct arguments ( from 2 to 14 in our list ) pro- ceed on the assumption of the genuineness of the numbers men- tioned in the sacred record . It ...
... once occurred to every one who has perused even a summary of the book . Almost all the direct arguments ( from 2 to 14 in our list ) pro- ceed on the assumption of the genuineness of the numbers men- tioned in the sacred record . It ...
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... once thrown off the cramping influence of a fancied super- human infallibility , enters into the study of the sacred narrative , as something with which he can freely sympathise ; and sees in the early history of the Hebrew race a field ...
... once thrown off the cramping influence of a fancied super- human infallibility , enters into the study of the sacred narrative , as something with which he can freely sympathise ; and sees in the early history of the Hebrew race a field ...
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... once informs us , " is truer than that which teaches us that God does temper the wind to the shorn lamb . " A shorn lamb ! and this of a woman whose whole life has been one long lie , whose every act has been studied for a hypocritical ...
... once informs us , " is truer than that which teaches us that God does temper the wind to the shorn lamb . " A shorn lamb ! and this of a woman whose whole life has been one long lie , whose every act has been studied for a hypocritical ...
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... once its employment has become essential . Lady Mason , after twenty years of it , would have been something very different from the calm , hand- some , well - dressed , but impressible and half - coquettish woman to whom Mr. Trollope ...
... once its employment has become essential . Lady Mason , after twenty years of it , would have been something very different from the calm , hand- some , well - dressed , but impressible and half - coquettish woman to whom Mr. Trollope ...
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Page 85 - To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Page 468 - For we know in part, and we prophesy in part: but when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away.
Page 481 - That saith of Cyrus, He is my shepherd, And shall perform all my pleasure: Even saying to Jerusalem, Thou shalt be built; And to the temple, Thy foundation shall be laid.
Page 80 - Through the clouds ere they divide them; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others; none beholds thee, <• But thy voice sounds low and tender Like the fairest, for it folds thee From the sight, that liquid splendour, And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever!
Page 70 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
Page 70 - Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps, And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries. I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won from thee, Hoping to still these obstinate questionings Of thee and thine, by forcing some lone ghost, Thy messenger, to render up the tale Of what we are.
Page 65 - The rocks are cloven, and through the purple night I see cars drawn by rainbow-winged steeds Which trample the dim winds: in each there stands A wild-eyed charioteer urging their flight. Some look behind, as fiends pursued them there, And yet I see no shapes but the keen stars: Others, with burning eyes, lean forth, and drink With eager lips the wind of their own speed. As if the thing they loved fled on before, And now, even now, they clasped it. Their bright locks Stream like a comet's flashing...
Page 64 - Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightning, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Page 66 - When the lamp is shattered, The light in the dust lies dead — When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot.
Page 69 - Epipsychidion is a mystery ; as to real flesh and blood, you know that I do not deal in those articles ; you might as well go to a gin-shop for a leg of mutton, as expect anything human or earthly from me.