The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The Scots magazine, 7. kötet |
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Few of the British escaped , and those who fell into their hands were treated with the greatest cruelty . ... The old man then took the officer by the hand , soothed him into confidence by caresses , and having conducted him to his hut ...
Few of the British escaped , and those who fell into their hands were treated with the greatest cruelty . ... The old man then took the officer by the hand , soothed him into confidence by caresses , and having conducted him to his hut ...
6. oldal
Thy hands were those of an infant ; they could procure thee neither subsistence nor safety . Thy soul was in utter darkness : thou ... The Indian bending down his head , and covering his face with his hand , stood some time silent .
Thy hands were those of an infant ; they could procure thee neither subsistence nor safety . Thy soul was in utter darkness : thou ... The Indian bending down his head , and covering his face with his hand , stood some time silent .
8. oldal
... and flings A perfume the more sweet because aloneJust bursting into beauty , with a zone Half girl's half woman's , smiled and then Those gentle things to which she answered forgot not . But when Colonna's heir bespoke her hand ...
... and flings A perfume the more sweet because aloneJust bursting into beauty , with a zone Half girl's half woman's , smiled and then Those gentle things to which she answered forgot not . But when Colonna's heir bespoke her hand ...
13. oldal
Her hand ? -its pulse was silent - her voice gone , But patience in her smile still faintly shone , And in her closing eyes a tenderness , That seemed as she would fain Colonna bless . · She died , and spoke no word ; and still he sate ...
Her hand ? -its pulse was silent - her voice gone , But patience in her smile still faintly shone , And in her closing eyes a tenderness , That seemed as she would fain Colonna bless . · She died , and spoke no word ; and still he sate ...
14. oldal
On Saturday , the 3d of this month , one of the Queen's messengers came and brought me the following letter from her majesty , written with her own hand : — " My dear Mrs Delany will be glad to hear that I am charged by the King to ...
On Saturday , the 3d of this month , one of the Queen's messengers came and brought me the following letter from her majesty , written with her own hand : — " My dear Mrs Delany will be glad to hear that I am charged by the King to ...
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315. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
315. oldal - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays...
315. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
542. oldal - Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, He is in the desert ; go not forth : behold, He is in the secret chambers ; believe it not. For as the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west ; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.
315. oldal - But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs...
450. oldal - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long ! She wept with pity and delight ; She blushed with love, and maiden shame ; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heaved — she stepped aside, As conscious of my look she stept — Then suddenly with timorous eye, She fled to me and wept.
314. oldal - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon. And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest.
314. oldal - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.
314. oldal - Anon his heart revives : her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one; Loosens her fragrant boddice; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees...
315. oldal - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.