The South Devon literary chronicle1847 |
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... present volume would have been the first of a long series of a Periodical illustrating the history , capa- bilities , and beauties of the West of England . The support one had almost a right to expect in so extensive a neighbourhood as ...
... present volume would have been the first of a long series of a Periodical illustrating the history , capa- bilities , and beauties of the West of England . The support one had almost a right to expect in so extensive a neighbourhood as ...
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... present Periodical , - to Drs . Hamilton and Sheppard , Messrs . Bellamy , Lane , Oxland , and Needham , —the Editor offers his best thanks ; and particularly begs the first and last - named gentlemen to excuse the non - com- pletion of ...
... present Periodical , - to Drs . Hamilton and Sheppard , Messrs . Bellamy , Lane , Oxland , and Needham , —the Editor offers his best thanks ; and particularly begs the first and last - named gentlemen to excuse the non - com- pletion of ...
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... present love of approbation , have been so imprudent , so willfully blind to their own real fame , as to mix up vile ribaldry with their own sharp wit ; for we believe , that at the present moment , the general mind is so far educated ...
... present love of approbation , have been so imprudent , so willfully blind to their own real fame , as to mix up vile ribaldry with their own sharp wit ; for we believe , that at the present moment , the general mind is so far educated ...
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... present moment . West is thus apostrophized : - Don't be cast down ; instead of gall , Molasses from my pen shall fall : And yet I fear thy gullet it is such , That could I pour all Niagara down , Were Niagara praise , thou would'st not ...
... present moment . West is thus apostrophized : - Don't be cast down ; instead of gall , Molasses from my pen shall fall : And yet I fear thy gullet it is such , That could I pour all Niagara down , Were Niagara praise , thou would'st not ...
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... present day : - Finish'd a disappointed artist cries , With open mouth and straining eyes , Gaping for praise , like a young crow for meat : Lord ! you have not mentioned me ! Mention thee ! Thy impudence hath put me in a sweat . What ...
... present day : - Finish'd a disappointed artist cries , With open mouth and straining eyes , Gaping for praise , like a young crow for meat : Lord ! you have not mentioned me ! Mention thee ! Thy impudence hath put me in a sweat . What ...
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aboard admiration appears artist ashore beautiful called Captain Cavendish Captain Evans Captain Hopson Captain Hosier Captain Morrice Captain Raymond Carrington cent character Charlotte Charlotte Corday commencement Dartmoor death Devon and Cornwall Devonport dined dinner Exeter expression fear feel friends gave give gun cotton Hamoaze hand happy head heart History of Cornwall History of Devon Holmes honour hour JOHN WOLCOT labour lady letter look Marat mind miner morning nature neighbour never night obtained once painted pass perhaps Petit Pierre Plymouth poem poet poor portrait present readers remarks Reynolds sail sent ship Sir John Leake Sir John Norris Sir Thomas Hardy smile soon speak spirit stayed Stoke Damerell Stonehouse stream Stukeley Stukeley's thee thou thought town truth whilst whole wind words worthy young
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Page 131 - Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Page 177 - Before their eyes in sudden -view appear The secrets of the hoary deep, a dark Illimitable ocean without bound, Without dimension; where length, breadth, and highth, And time and place are lost...
Page 131 - Gul in her bloom ; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute ; Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Page 136 - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion — Death!
Page 275 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Page 177 - Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more worlds — Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while, Pondering his voyage ; for no narrow frith He had to cross.
Page 133 - But a word from Florence, who was always at his side, restored him to himself; and leaning his poor head upon her breast, he told Floy of his dream, and smiled.
Page 229 - For lo ! the sea that fleets about the land, And like a girdle clips her solid waist, Music and measure both doth understand; For his great crystal eye is always cast Up to the moon, and on her fixed fast; And as she danceth in her pallid sphere, So danceth he about the centre here.
Page 234 - ... would assume the likeness of an animated thing, instinct with life and motion ; how soon it would ruffle, as it were, its swelling plumage ; how quickly it would put forth all its beauty and its bravery, collect its scattered elements of strength, and awaken its dormant thunder. Such as is one of these...
Page 136 - Mamma is like you, Floy. I know her by the face ! But tell them that the print upon the stairs at school is not divine enough. The light about the head is shining on me as I go !" The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stTrred in the room.