The Foreign Quarterly Review, Volumes 28-29

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T. Foster, 1842 - Books

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Page 93 - Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded; the love-tale Infected Sion's daughters with like heat; Whose wanton passions in the sacred porch Ezekiel saw, when, by the vision led, His eye surveyed the dark idolatries Of alienated Judah.
Page 188 - Imperial rule of all the sea-girt isles, That, like to rich and various gems, inlay The unadorned bosom of the deep...
Page 186 - Such forces met not, nor so wide a camp, When Agrican with all his northern powers Besieged Albracca, as romances tell, The city of Gallaphrone, from thence to win The fairest of her sex Angelica, His daughter, sought by many prowest knights, Both Paynim, and the peers of Charlemain.
Page 188 - Of hippogrif, bore through the air sublime, Over the wilderness and o'er the plain; Till underneath them fair Jerusalem, The holy city, lifted high her towers, And higher yet the glorious temple rear'd Her pile, far off appearing like a mount Of alabaster, topt with golden spires...
Page 186 - Let that come when it comes ; all hope is lost Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left, is left no fear : If there be worse, the expectation more Of worse torments me than the feeling can. I would be at the worst, worst is my port, My harbour, and my ultimate repose ; The end I would attain, my final good.
Page 274 - Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers ; I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.
Page 135 - I speak to Time and to Eternity, Of which I grow a portion, not to man. Ye elements ! in which to be resolved I hasten, let my voice be as a spirit Upon you ! Ye blue waves ! which bore my banner, Ye winds ! which...
Page 187 - Yes, thy proud lords, unpitied land, shall see That man hath yet a soul, and dare be free. A little while, along thy saddening plains, The starless night of desolation reigns : Truth shall restore the light by Nature given, And, like Prometheus, bring the fire of heaven. Prone to the dust Oppression shall be hurled ; Her name, her nature, withered from the world.
Page 166 - Diones inter crinigeras situm catervas et Germanica verba sustinentem, laudantem tetrico subinde vultu quod Burgundio cantat esculentus, infundens acido comam butyro...
Page 252 - look forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners.

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