The Quarterly Review, Volume 126

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle)
John Murray, 1869

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Page 344 - Thinketh such shows nor right nor wrong in Him, Nor kind, nor cruel: He is strong and Lord. 'Am strong myself compared to yonder crabs That march now from the mountain to the sea; 'Let twenty pass, and stone the twenty-first, Loving not, hating not, just choosing so. 'Say, the first straggler that boasts purple spots Shall join the file, one pincer twisted off; 'Say, this bruised fellow shall receive a worm. And two worms he whose nippers end in red: As it likes me each time, I do: so He. Well then,...
Page 352 - Thou shalt not steal; an empty feat, When it's so lucrative to cheat: Bear not false witness; let the lie Have time on its own wings to fly : Thou shalt not covet; but tradition Approves all forms of competition.
Page 346 - O world, as God has made it ! All is beauty : And knowing this is love, and love is duty.
Page 354 - ye stars, ye waters, On my heart your mighty charm renew; Still, still let me, as I gaze upon you, Feel my soul becoming vast like you ! ' From the intense, clear, star-sown vault of heaven, Over the lit sea's unquiet way, In the rustling night-air came the answer: 'Wouldst thou be as these are? Live as they.
Page 355 - Ah no, the bliss youth dreams is one For daylight, for the cheerful sun, For feeling nerves and living breath — Youth dreams a bliss on this side death. It dreams a rest, if not more deep, More grateful than this marble sleep; It hears a voice within it tell: Calm's not life's crown, though calm is well. 'Tis all perhaps which man acquires, But 'tis not what our youth desires.
Page 466 - Unpraised ; for nothing lovelier can be found In woman, than to study household good, And good works in her husband to promote.
Page 337 - For think not, tho' thou wouldst not love thy lord, Thy lord has wholly lost his love for thee. I am not made of so slight elements. Yet must I leave thee, woman, to thy shame. I hold that man the worst of public foes Who either for his own or children's sake, To save his blood from scandal, lets the wife Whom he knows false abide and rule the house: For being thro...
Page 346 - tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love avails, Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails, Since this was written and needs must be — My whole heart rises up to bless Your name in pride and thankfulness ! Take back the hope you gave, — I claim Only a memory of the same, — And this beside, if you will not blame, Your leave for one more last ride with me.
Page 357 - What form is best for poems ? Let me think Of forms less, and the external. Trust the spirit, As sovran nature does, to make the form; For otherwise we only imprison spirit And not embody. Inward evermore To outward, — so in life, and so in art Which still is life.
Page 350 - THROUGH the great sinful streets of Naples as I past, With fiercer heat than flamed above my head My heart was hot within me ; till at last My brain was lightened when my tongue had said— Christ is not risen...

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