A critique on the critics; or, The Britannia, Athenæum, and clique unmaskedGrant & Griffith, for the author, 1847 - 71 pages |
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... thee in vain 6 Phoebus with golden beam the eastern sky Bright rising paints : no more on thee his rays Shall smiling shine , waking thy gallant crew To life and joy : thy name alone endures , With Nelson's glory coupled , and the Nile ...
... thee in vain 6 Phoebus with golden beam the eastern sky Bright rising paints : no more on thee his rays Shall smiling shine , waking thy gallant crew To life and joy : thy name alone endures , With Nelson's glory coupled , and the Nile ...
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... , Glory proclaim'd thee king ! The age , whose spumy downward course , Swept altar - morals - throne- Borne back upon its ancient source , Retiring at thy frown ! 8 . Reckless of phrenzied multitudes , Their goddess , BUONAPARTE . 15.
... , Glory proclaim'd thee king ! The age , whose spumy downward course , Swept altar - morals - throne- Borne back upon its ancient source , Retiring at thy frown ! 8 . Reckless of phrenzied multitudes , Their goddess , BUONAPARTE . 15.
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... Thee , honour , glory , liberty , Which human hearts adorn , Touch'd not ; esteem'd as sounding brass By distant echo borne , Such words fell senseless on thy ear : The clarion's swelling note Alone the music of thy soul , Or sword ...
... Thee , honour , glory , liberty , Which human hearts adorn , Touch'd not ; esteem'd as sounding brass By distant echo borne , Such words fell senseless on thy ear : The clarion's swelling note Alone the music of thy soul , Or sword ...
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... thee no wine - cup shone ; Far other purple charm'd thy sight , With madness gazed upon ! Like watchful vet'ran under arms , Not beauty thee beguiles ; No sigh her sighs or tears extort , No answering smile her smiles ! 14 . War's loud ...
... thee no wine - cup shone ; Far other purple charm'd thy sight , With madness gazed upon ! Like watchful vet'ran under arms , Not beauty thee beguiles ; No sigh her sighs or tears extort , No answering smile her smiles ! 14 . War's loud ...
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... thee : ' Gainst adverse Heav'n , with lurid flames , And hell's artillery , The empire of the world to play ! Strange dream ! Thy destiny ! 18 . Vanquish'd at last , from dizzy height Hurl'd by the tempest shock ; Thy royal mantle stain ...
... thee : ' Gainst adverse Heav'n , with lurid flames , And hell's artillery , The empire of the world to play ! Strange dream ! Thy destiny ! 18 . Vanquish'd at last , from dizzy height Hurl'd by the tempest shock ; Thy royal mantle stain ...
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Page 66 - E se, vencendo a Maura resistencia, A morte sabes dar com fogo e ferro, Sabe tambem dar vida com clemencia A quem para perdel-a não fez erro.
Page 55 - For he who fights and runs away May live to fight another day ; But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again.
Page 64 - Ignez ao mundo determina, Por lhe tirar o filho, que tem preso; Crendo co'o sangue só da morte indina Matar do firme amor o fogo acceso. Que furor...
Page 3 - Ere Caesar was, or Newton named; These raised new empires o'er the earth, And those new heavens and systems framed. Vain was the chief's the sage's pride! They had no poet, and they died. In vain they schemed, in vain they bled ! They had no poet, and are dead.
Page 64 - Se já nas brutas feras, cuja mente Natura fez cruel de nascimento, E nas aves agrestes, que somente Nas rapinas aéreas têm o intento, Com pequenas crianças viu a gente Terem tão piedoso sentimento, Como co'a mãe de Nino já mostraram...
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Page 64 - Traziam-na os horríficos algozes Ante o Rei, já movido a piedade; Mas o povo, com falsas e ferozes Razões, à morte crua o persuade.
Page 68 - Taes contra Ignez os brutos matadores No collo de alabastro, que sostinha As obras, com que Amor matou de amores Aquelle, que despois a fez Rainha, As espadas banhando, e as brancas flores, Que ella dos olhos seus regadas tinha, Se encarniçavam, fervidos e irosos, No futuro castigo não cuidosos.
Page 68 - Bem puderas, ó sol, da vista destes Teus raios apartar aquelle dia, Como da seva mesa de Thyestes, Quando os filhos por mão de Atreo comia! Vós, ó côncavos valles, que pudestes A voz extrema ouvir da boca fria, O nome do seu Pedro, que lhe ouvistes, Por muito grande espaço repetistes I 134.
Page 66 - Põe-me, onde se use toda a feridade, Entre leões e tigres ; e verei, Se nelles achar posso a piedade, Que entre peitos humanos não achei : Alli co'o amor intrínseco, e vontade Naquelle, por quem mouro, criarei Estas reliquias suas, que aqui viste ; Que refrigerio sejam da mãi triste.