Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature, & Art, 6. kötetWilliam Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1844 |
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14. oldal
... side , and a long crutch on the other . His visage was wan and woe - begone , and his appearance so touched Mrs. Plumpton , that she would certainly have rushed up to him and thrown her arms about his neck , if she had not caught sight ...
... side , and a long crutch on the other . His visage was wan and woe - begone , and his appearance so touched Mrs. Plumpton , that she would certainly have rushed up to him and thrown her arms about his neck , if she had not caught sight ...
16. oldal
... side . " Both ; I call you both cowards - arrant cowards , " replied Scales . " You would'nt have dared to do this for your lives , if I hadn't been disabled . " The Frenchmen meditated some angry retort , but Mrs. Scales pushed them ...
... side . " Both ; I call you both cowards - arrant cowards , " replied Scales . " You would'nt have dared to do this for your lives , if I hadn't been disabled . " The Frenchmen meditated some angry retort , but Mrs. Scales pushed them ...
29. oldal
... side wind , that Emily Fairly had unexpectedly inherited a large fortune , and that he meant to propose before the family could guess that he knew anything about it . I sent the captain home in a coach , with my footboy to take care of ...
... side wind , that Emily Fairly had unexpectedly inherited a large fortune , and that he meant to propose before the family could guess that he knew anything about it . I sent the captain home in a coach , with my footboy to take care of ...
31. oldal
... side by extensive marshes , and beyond these are grassy plains , interspersed here and there , by great tracts covered with flowering plants , chiefly of the natural families compositæ and umbelliferæ , or of the thistle and hemlock ...
... side by extensive marshes , and beyond these are grassy plains , interspersed here and there , by great tracts covered with flowering plants , chiefly of the natural families compositæ and umbelliferæ , or of the thistle and hemlock ...
33. oldal
... side , and the Orontes , and marshes , and lake beyond , on the other ; till at a distance of about fifteen geographical miles , a bridge was attained , which was situated at the point where the broad and fertile valley of Colo - Syria ...
... side , and the Orontes , and marshes , and lake beyond , on the other ; till at a distance of about fifteen geographical miles , a bridge was attained , which was situated at the point where the broad and fertile valley of Colo - Syria ...
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179. oldal - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the Shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore, In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
179. oldal - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears ; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
495. oldal - God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
83. oldal - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
395. oldal - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
308. oldal - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
391. oldal - And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest...
280. oldal - tis, that you should carry me away: And trust me not, my friends, if, every day, I walk not here with more delight, Than ever, after the most happy fight, In triumph to the capitol I rode, To thank the gods, and to be thought, myself, almost a god.
279. oldal - Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good! Hail, ye plebeian under-wood ! Where the poetic birds rejoice, And for their quiet nests and plenteous food Pay, with their grateful voice. Hail, the poor Muses...
485. oldal - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.