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... nearly 900 miles , with the province of Los Charcos , and the mines of Potosi . It is said that , owing to the quantity of quicksilver washed into the river from the moun- tains , no fish will live in it . In 1740 a failure of its ...
... nearly 900 miles , with the province of Los Charcos , and the mines of Potosi . It is said that , owing to the quantity of quicksilver washed into the river from the moun- tains , no fish will live in it . In 1740 a failure of its ...
Page 396
... nearly 170,000 . It had formerly large silver mines , but they are now exhausted . The pastures are good , and the cheese much esteemed . PILULE , pills . See PHARMACY . PILULARIA , in botany , pepper - grass , a ge- nus of plants in ...
... nearly 170,000 . It had formerly large silver mines , but they are now exhausted . The pastures are good , and the cheese much esteemed . PILULE , pills . See PHARMACY . PILULARIA , in botany , pepper - grass , a ge- nus of plants in ...
Page 403
... nearly the same with gold , but it is not so malleable as brass . It is then called pinchbeck , prince's metal , or Prince Rupert's metal . PINCKNEYVILLE , a post town of Wilkinson county , Mississippi , five miles east of the Mis ...
... nearly the same with gold , but it is not so malleable as brass . It is then called pinchbeck , prince's metal , or Prince Rupert's metal . PINCKNEYVILLE , a post town of Wilkinson county , Mississippi , five miles east of the Mis ...
Page 410
... nearly so beneath . The legs in these two last are marked with black at the ends of the toes , and the claws are black . PINGUIS , a river of Mysia , which runs into the Danube . - Plin . iii . c . 26 . PINION , n . s . & v . a . Fr ...
... nearly so beneath . The legs in these two last are marked with black at the ends of the toes , and the claws are black . PINGUIS , a river of Mysia , which runs into the Danube . - Plin . iii . c . 26 . PINION , n . s . & v . a . Fr ...
Page 412
... nearly as fine and beautiful as silk from the silk worm , and hence calls them the silk - worms of the sea . Stuffs , and several kinds of beauti- ful manufacture , are made of them at Palermo ; in many places they are the chief object ...
... nearly as fine and beautiful as silk from the silk worm , and hence calls them the silk - worms of the sea . Stuffs , and several kinds of beauti- ful manufacture , are made of them at Palermo ; in many places they are the chief object ...
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Page 570 - We accordingly believe that poetry, far from injuring society, is one of the great instruments of its refinement and exaltation. It lifts the mind above ordinary life, gives it a respite from depressing cares, and awakens the consciousness of its affinity with what is pure and noble.
Page 394 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store: Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...
Page 479 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Page 570 - ... with what is pure and noble. In its legitimate and highest efforts, it has the same tendency and aim with Christianity ; that is, to spiritualize our nature. True, poetry has been made the instrument of vice, the pander of bad passions ; but, when genius thus stoops, it dims its fires, and...
Page 488 - O God ! that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains ; that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts.
Page 571 - But, passing over this topic, we would observe, that the complaint against poetry as abounding in illusion and deception, is in the main groundless. In many poems there is more of truth than in many histories and philosophic theories. The fictions of genius are often the vehicles of the sublimest verities, and its flashes often open new regions of thought, and throw new light on the mysteries of our being.
Page 679 - As soon as it was light again, which was not till the third day after this melancholy accident, his body was found entire, and without any marks of violence upon it, exactly in the same posture as that in which he fell, and looking more like a man asleep than dead.
Page 495 - When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection ; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at least desist To build at all...
Page 743 - Why delight In human sacrifice ? Why burst the ties Of nature, that should knit their souls together In one soft bond of amity and love...
Page 570 - The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact; One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman; the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt; The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.