Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 58, No. 359, September 1845

The Palais Royal was still the chief scene of all Parisian vitality. But the mob orators were to be found there no more. The walks and cafés were now crowed with bold figures, e...

Neither of the combatants fell; they remained on their feet, staring at each other, each of them feeling that at the first movement he made he should lose his balance. At last t...

"Doeg, though without knowing how or why, Made still a blundering kind of melody; Spurr'd boldly on, and dash'd through thick and thin, Through sense and nonsense, never out nor...

The writer whom we have before us is a striking instance of literary tastes being irresistibly borne down by the craving after active life, and, perhaps, a strong impulse of amb...

It is the accurate and faithful picture of national character from real life, joined to the poetical interest of his Indian warriors, and his incomparable powers of natural desc...

This was but the dawning of the day; the sun was soon to rise. Yet, public life has its difficulties in proportion to its height. As Walpole said, that no man knows the human he...

Hence, while he perfectly succeeded in catching the spirit of the spot--so much so, that Mr Leslie, visiting the scenes of his pictures for the first time after his death, decla...

On the twenty-second of August, four days after the marriage, in which the Huguenots saw a guarantee of the peaceful exercise of their religion, the Admiral de Coligny was passi...

The continuation of the autobiography is taken up from the publication of the first volume of essays in 1837, and consists chiefly of the narrative of adventures by land and per...

"In the lonely woody Coppenberg, I live so remote from the world and its doings, that nothing can disturb me in the enjoyment of nature and a country life, except bad weather, w...

But the world rolls on, let who will slumber among its roses. The political world was awoke by a thunder-clap. Fox died. He was just six months a minister! Such is ambition, suc...

Of him it was said by one greater far, that he "blazed the meteor of a season." For four years--during life--his popularity--in London and the suburbs--was prodigious; for forty...

The contempt here expressed for the German princes was (as we have said) very characteristic of Stein--an old, free baron of the Empire; and the important matter of German _unit...

"At last came the long-expected visitor through a suite of illuminated rooms, accompanied Benjamin Constant. She was dressed like Corinne;--a turban of aurora and orange-coloure...

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The success of many of the novels of recent times, in the conception of which most genius has been evinced, and in the composition most labour bestowed, has been endangered, if...

quoth an old ditty; and we must ourselves confess to a peculiar _penchant_ for an "owl in an ivy bush," partly from personal sympathy for its shortsightedness, and not less for...

"_November 18._--My dearest love, * * * I was very glad to hear a very nice account of you and my dear babies. * * * I shall finish my little Claude on Thursday; and then I shal...

Henry Frederick Charles, _of_ and _at_ Stein, (_vom_ and _zum_ Stein!) was born in the year 1757, of an old and noble family at Nassau on the Lahn. His father belonged to that h...

To us it seems that such a work must be of very great utility, and that Mr Warren has given the most complete "beginning book" that was ever put into the hands of a young person...

It wanted two hours of midnight, and the most profound silence reigned in the Louvre. Margaret and the Duchess of Nevers had betaken themselves to their rendezvous in the Rue Ti...

"For me, who warm and zealous for my friend, In spite of railing thousands, will commend, And, no less warm and zealous 'gainst my foes, Spite of commending thousands, will oppo...

The prodigious addition which the happy idea of the historical romance has made to the stores of elevated literature, and through it to the happiness and improvement of the huma...

There is in the description and Amabæan lament of the two gaunt and shivering young Arcadians, and in the cave of the tutelary Goddess, Famine, the intention at least of the pic...