Spirit of the English Magazines, 11. kötetMunroe and Francis, 1822 |
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7. oldal
... Heaven speed the righteous sword 348 Spectre - boat , a ballad , by Campbell 441 Higher , higher will we climb 348 Spring , hymn to 134 Hope deferred 22 Spring 145 How dear to this heart are the scenes of Stanzas on Chantry's monument ...
... Heaven speed the righteous sword 348 Spectre - boat , a ballad , by Campbell 441 Higher , higher will we climb 348 Spring , hymn to 134 Hope deferred 22 Spring 145 How dear to this heart are the scenes of Stanzas on Chantry's monument ...
15. oldal
... heaven , invoked a solemn benediction upon the assembled multitude , and the people committed to his charge . Eve- ry head was uncovered ; the soldiers , and many of the spectators , sunk on their knees on the pavement to receive the ...
... heaven , invoked a solemn benediction upon the assembled multitude , and the people committed to his charge . Eve- ry head was uncovered ; the soldiers , and many of the spectators , sunk on their knees on the pavement to receive the ...
36. oldal
... Heavens . It was impossible to be- hold an evening or a scene of more ex- quisite and lovely repose ; and the so- ciety in which we enjoyed it , and by which it was enjoyed , gave an increas- ed zest to its beauties . Lord Byron , who ...
... Heavens . It was impossible to be- hold an evening or a scene of more ex- quisite and lovely repose ; and the so- ciety in which we enjoyed it , and by which it was enjoyed , gave an increas- ed zest to its beauties . Lord Byron , who ...
46. oldal
... heaven for their pro- tection . This supposed angel was Goffe , who never before ventured from his concealment in the cave in the woods nor was it known who had so ably led them against the Indians until after his death . Goffe and ...
... heaven for their pro- tection . This supposed angel was Goffe , who never before ventured from his concealment in the cave in the woods nor was it known who had so ably led them against the Indians until after his death . Goffe and ...
56. oldal
... heaven mingling with filled to the letter . But even the pow- and tempering more passionate emo- er which sustained these cold fantasies tions . But as the author proceeds , as has decayed ; and in " The Pirate " he learns more ...
... heaven mingling with filled to the letter . But even the pow- and tempering more passionate emo- er which sustained these cold fantasies tions . But as the author proceeds , as has decayed ; and in " The Pirate " he learns more ...
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262. oldal - We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing ; less than nothing ; and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.
262. oldal - Then I told how for seven long years, in hope sometimes, sometimes in despair, yet persisting ever, I courted the fair Alice W n ; and, as much as children could understand, I explained to them what coyness, and difficulty, and denial meant in maidens — when suddenly, turning to Alice, the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of re-presentment, that I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was...
223. oldal - Here lies Fred, Who was alive, and is dead. Had it been his father, I had much rather. Had it been his brother, Still better than another. Had it been his sister, No one would have missed her. Had it been the whole generation, Still better for the nation. But since 't is only Fred, Who was alive, and is dead, There's no more to be said.
262. oldal - I was lame-footed; and how when he died, though he had not been dead an hour, it seemed as if he had died a great while ago, such a distance there is betwixt life and death...
319. oldal - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
261. oldal - ... carried away to the owner's other house, where they were set up, and looked as awkward as if some one were to carry away the old tombs they had seen lately at the abbey, and stick them up in Lady C.'s tawdry gilt drawing-room. Here John smiled, as much as to say, " That would be foolish indeed.
261. oldal - ... or in lying about upon the fresh grass, with all the fine garden smells around me — or basking in the orangery, till I could almost fancy myself ripening too along with the oranges and the limes in that grateful warmth — or in watching the dace that darted to and fro in the fish-pond, at the bottom of the garden, with here and there a great sulky pike hanging midway down the water in silent state, as if it mocked at their impertinent friskings...
200. oldal - Cupid and my Campaspe played At cards for kisses — Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how), With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin; All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes, She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love! has she done this to thee? What shall, alas! become of me?
250. oldal - tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy...
261. oldal - CHILDREN love to listen to stories about their elders, when they were children ; to stretch their imagination to the conception of a traditionary great-uncle or grandame whom they never saw.