Chambers's Pocket Miscellany, 5-6. kötetW. and R. Chambers, 1854 - 188 oldal |
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... kind of person I stood chiefly in need of to successfully carry into effect the instructions of my superiors , than he exclaimed : ' Warneford , I know the very man that will suit you : Tom Davis , one of the cleverest fellows in his ...
... kind of person I stood chiefly in need of to successfully carry into effect the instructions of my superiors , than he exclaimed : ' Warneford , I know the very man that will suit you : Tom Davis , one of the cleverest fellows in his ...
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... kind , so it was a paying one . He was unknown to any of the crew of the Rose , and we agreed that he should remain so ; and that , in fact , no person whatever , except myself and Sir Joseph Yorke , was to know that he and I were in ...
... kind , so it was a paying one . He was unknown to any of the crew of the Rose , and we agreed that he should remain so ; and that , in fact , no person whatever , except myself and Sir Joseph Yorke , was to know that he and I were in ...
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... kind of exultant bitterness . Miserably poor ! Bare walls , rough floor , cold hearth , are to you signs of misery , wretchedness ! Ah ! young man , if you once knew what real misery ' ' Father ! father ! ' again broke in the A TALE OF ...
... kind of exultant bitterness . Miserably poor ! Bare walls , rough floor , cold hearth , are to you signs of misery , wretchedness ! Ah ! young man , if you once knew what real misery ' ' Father ! father ! ' again broke in the A TALE OF ...
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... kind of you , and we are , it is true , poor ; but this cannot be . ' ' You are a seaman , I see that plainly enough , and should not scruple at a trifling gift from one . ' " True , I know the colour of blue water , but cannot for all ...
... kind of you , and we are , it is true , poor ; but this cannot be . ' ' You are a seaman , I see that plainly enough , and should not scruple at a trifling gift from one . ' " True , I know the colour of blue water , but cannot for all ...
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... kind of fall or rapid descent in the river , over a rocky channel below : going down is called by the French sauter · to leap or shove the Cascades . For two miles below , the channel continues in uproar , just like a storm at sea ; and ...
... kind of fall or rapid descent in the river , over a rocky channel below : going down is called by the French sauter · to leap or shove the Cascades . For two miles below , the channel continues in uproar , just like a storm at sea ; and ...
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afterwards amongst animal appeared Balderstone beautiful became Bellarmine Ben Lomond bones Brunot Cæsar called cave child circumstances course daughter death Denbigh Dumbarton Earl of Stirling Edinburgh elephant endeavour entered entertainment eyes father favour feelings feet Frank Blakely friends Fulk de Villaret gentleman George Dale give Glenmorriston hand Hartley head heard heart honour Humphreys husband John kind king knew Knights of Malta lady Lavalette length lived Llyr loch look lord Malloch manner matter Maxwell miles mind morning mother neighbouring never night once Paget party passed Patrick Grant perhaps person poor possessed present Prince prison received remarkable respectable returned Rowardennan seemed seen shew side Sidmouth soon thought tion Tom Davis took town tree Troelle walk Wandering Jew whole wife wonder young
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87. 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 oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
86. 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...
86. 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; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies, Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
86. 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...
87. oldal - ... they are flushed all over with the rich lights of fancy; and so coloured and bestrewn with the flowers of poetry, that even while perplexed and bewildered in their labyrinths, it is impossible to resist the intoxication of their sweetness, or to shut our hearts to the enchantments they so lavishly present.
86. oldal - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod.
86. 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...
86. oldal - ... 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; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
68. oldal - There is a very pretty story in the Turkish tales, which relates to this passage of that famous impostor, and bears some affinity to the subject we are now upon. A sultan of Egypt, who was an infidel, used to laugh at this circumstance in Mahomet's life, as what was altogether impossible and absurd; but conversing one day with a great doctor in the law, who had the gift of working miracles, the doctor told him he would quickly convince him of the truth of this passage in the history of Mahomet, if...
87. oldal - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream ? Fled is that music :— do I wake or sleep ? ODE OX A GRECIAN HEX.