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... force re course to be had to inferior soils to procure fresh supplies of raw produce , the profits of stock would immediately fall ; and would continue to fall , and wages to rise , according as til lage was extended , or as additional ...
... force re course to be had to inferior soils to procure fresh supplies of raw produce , the profits of stock would immediately fall ; and would continue to fall , and wages to rise , according as til lage was extended , or as additional ...
Side 82
... force the cultivation of inferior soils at home , they are highly to be deprecated . A nation placed in such circumstan- ces , must not only advance slowly , when compared with other nations which are enabled to raise their supplies of ...
... force the cultivation of inferior soils at home , they are highly to be deprecated . A nation placed in such circumstan- ces , must not only advance slowly , when compared with other nations which are enabled to raise their supplies of ...
Side 83
... forces the cultivation of poor soils , and raises the real price of raw produce . The length to which the foregoing remarks have extended , and our anxiety to lay before our readers a faithful abstract of the fundamental principles ...
... forces the cultivation of poor soils , and raises the real price of raw produce . The length to which the foregoing remarks have extended , and our anxiety to lay before our readers a faithful abstract of the fundamental principles ...
Side 91
... force its wide way into the human heart . We can thus easily imagine the poet whom , in real life , the countenances and voices of his fellow- men might silence into shame , or fastidiousness , or timidity , or aversion or disdain ...
... force its wide way into the human heart . We can thus easily imagine the poet whom , in real life , the countenances and voices of his fellow- men might silence into shame , or fastidiousness , or timidity , or aversion or disdain ...
Side 94
... force in his own mind necessitating him , -and the events obey . These poems , therefore , with all their beauty and vi- gour , are not , like Scott's poems , full and complete narrations of some one definite story , containing within ...
... force in his own mind necessitating him , -and the events obey . These poems , therefore , with all their beauty and vi- gour , are not , like Scott's poems , full and complete narrations of some one definite story , containing within ...
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Side 116 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Side 101 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
Side 115 - Dark-heaving — boundless, endless and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Side 107 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald; — how profound The gulf! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent...
Side 107 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Side 192 - Party is a body of men united, for promoting by their joint endeavours the national interest, upon some particular principle in which they are all agreed.
Side 115 - The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him...
Side 114 - It will not bear the brightness of the day, Which streams too much on all years, man, have reft away.
Side 116 - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell...
Side 109 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.