The London Magazine, 4. kötetBaldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1821 |
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vi. oldal
... Song : There may be some who loved like me , 439 . Ode to Dr. Kitchiner , 463 . Lai , by Thibaut of Navarre , 474 . Sonnet : Daughters of England , 484 . The Departure of Summer , 493 . Verses written in an Album , 507 . Sonnet ; a ...
... Song : There may be some who loved like me , 439 . Ode to Dr. Kitchiner , 463 . Lai , by Thibaut of Navarre , 474 . Sonnet : Daughters of England , 484 . The Departure of Summer , 493 . Verses written in an Album , 507 . Sonnet ; a ...
vii. oldal
Songs of the People of the Gothic Race , Visconti , 326 . PLATE . NATURE BLOWING BUBBLES FOR HER CHILDREN , To. Quakers , 155 . Rain of Silk , 93 . Reading aloud , a rare accomplishment , 370 . Recollections in a Country Churchyard , 285 ...
Songs of the People of the Gothic Race , Visconti , 326 . PLATE . NATURE BLOWING BUBBLES FOR HER CHILDREN , To. Quakers , 155 . Rain of Silk , 93 . Reading aloud , a rare accomplishment , 370 . Recollections in a Country Churchyard , 285 ...
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... song ; and I love to be so reminded . My reve- rence for antiquity was , perhaps , born of these early , ancient , and sweet histories ; and therefore am I pleased when I am reminded of them , and of the days when they were first taken ...
... song ; and I love to be so reminded . My reve- rence for antiquity was , perhaps , born of these early , ancient , and sweet histories ; and therefore am I pleased when I am reminded of them , and of the days when they were first taken ...
18. oldal
... song , They somehow received an impression , — That the fat English knight Said undoubtedly right , " The best part of valour's - discretion . " So at war's first alarms , They threw down their arms , And manoeuvred their legs with such ...
... song , They somehow received an impression , — That the fat English knight Said undoubtedly right , " The best part of valour's - discretion . " So at war's first alarms , They threw down their arms , And manoeuvred their legs with such ...
19. oldal
... song . BEFORE dame Eleanor Selby had concluded her account of the Spectre Horsemen of Soutra - fell , the sun had set and the twilight , warm , silent , and dewy , had succeeded - that plea- sant time between light and dark , in which ...
... song . BEFORE dame Eleanor Selby had concluded her account of the Spectre Horsemen of Soutra - fell , the sun had set and the twilight , warm , silent , and dewy , had succeeded - that plea- sant time between light and dark , in which ...
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76. oldal - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
280. oldal - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
192. oldal - ... of this realm, and to the churches committed to their charge, all such rights and privileges as by law do or shall appertain unto them, or any of them?" — King or queen,
280. oldal - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
279. oldal - Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived...
377. oldal - The dream commenced with a music which now I often heard in dreams — a music of preparation and of awakening suspense, a music like the opening of the Coronation Anthem, and which, like that, gave the feeling of a vast march, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies.
288. oldal - Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains: — 'twas a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: It...
288. oldal - Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my Love, I know not where to go.
222. oldal - LIFE IN LONDON : or, the Day and Night Scenes of Jerry Hawthorn, Esq., and his Elegant Friend, Corinthian Tom.
374. oldal - Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...