The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., 1. kötetTobias Merton (pseud) 1824 |
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... lives , of Platonic love . But this will not be so evident to him who shall carefully attend to their history . In truth , the character of Abelard has been greatly overrated . He has been pitied as a virtuous and unfortunate man . Was ...
... lives , of Platonic love . But this will not be so evident to him who shall carefully attend to their history . In truth , the character of Abelard has been greatly overrated . He has been pitied as a virtuous and unfortunate man . Was ...
7. oldal
... live by foresight , that while he learns in every state to be content , he shall in each be prepared for another , whatever that other may be . When we set an acorn , we expect that it will produce an oak : when we plant a vine , we ...
... live by foresight , that while he learns in every state to be content , he shall in each be prepared for another , whatever that other may be . When we set an acorn , we expect that it will produce an oak : when we plant a vine , we ...
8. oldal
... lives in her ruins , amidst the moral desolation of Turkey , and she lives in her glory on the pages of her poets , historians , and orators ; yea , and she shall live again in her sons , for the last day of their enslavement is at hand ...
... lives in her ruins , amidst the moral desolation of Turkey , and she lives in her glory on the pages of her poets , historians , and orators ; yea , and she shall live again in her sons , for the last day of their enslavement is at hand ...
10. oldal
... Live my few years , and fill my place : O'er old and young affections mourn , Rent one by one from my embrace , Till suffering ends , and I have done With all delights beneath the sun . Whence came I ? -Memory cannot say ; What am I ...
... Live my few years , and fill my place : O'er old and young affections mourn , Rent one by one from my embrace , Till suffering ends , and I have done With all delights beneath the sun . Whence came I ? -Memory cannot say ; What am I ...
13. oldal
... as the wind . A stamp is set upon thy name , A blight clouds o'er thy early fame . There's nothing now thy fate can save : Live scorn'd- or hide thee in the grave RUBENS . WHEN some alchymist , who pretended that he LITERARY MAGNET . 18.
... as the wind . A stamp is set upon thy name , A blight clouds o'er thy early fame . There's nothing now thy fate can save : Live scorn'd- or hide thee in the grave RUBENS . WHEN some alchymist , who pretended that he LITERARY MAGNET . 18.
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73. oldal - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
358. oldal - twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief delight was still On roses thus itself to fill, And its pure virgin limbs to fold In whitest sheets of lilies cold: Had it lived long, it would have been Lilies without, roses within.
358. oldal - Twas, on those little silver feet! With what a pretty, skipping grace It oft would challenge me the race ! And when 't had left me far away, 'Twould stay, and run again, and stay; For it was nimbler, much, than hinds, And trod as if on the four winds.
32. oldal - Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour; Now, frowning, smiling, for the hundredth...
414. oldal - I will delate you for a warlock to the privy council!' said Sir John. 'I will send you to your master, the devil, with the help of a tar-barrel and a torch ! ' 'I intend to delate mysell to the presbytery,' said Steenie, ' and tell them all I have seen last night, whilk are things fitter for them to judge of than a borrel man like me.
225. oldal - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
28. oldal - Thou sittest at the right hand of God in the glory of the Father. We believe that thou shalt come to be our Judge. We therefore pray thee help thy servants whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious blood.
100. oldal - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground...
405. oldal - Court, wi' the king's ain sword ; and being a red-hot prelatist, he came down here, rampauging like a lion, with commissions of lieutenancy (and of lunacy, for what I ken), to put down a' the Whigs and Covenanters in the country. Wild wark they made of it ; for the Whigs were as dour as the Cavaliers were fierce, and it was which should first tire the other. Redgauntlet was aye for the strong hand ; and his name is kend as wide in the country as Claverhouse's or Tarn Dalyell's.
416. oldal - Sir John made up his story about the jackanape as he liked himsell; and some believe till this day there was no more in the matter than the filching nature of the brute. Indeed, ye'll no hinder some to threap, that it was nane o...