The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The Scots magazine, 7. kötet1820 |
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54. oldal
... respect of influence , with his dissenting bre- thren and the whole machinery of an establishment , in respect of its most powerful and peculiar bearings upon the people , is virtually dissolved . On the system of each minister feed ...
... respect of influence , with his dissenting bre- thren and the whole machinery of an establishment , in respect of its most powerful and peculiar bearings upon the people , is virtually dissolved . On the system of each minister feed ...
55. oldal
... respecting the probable ef- fect of new churches , built in places of the most crowded and unprovided population . A given territory ought , by all means , to be assigned to each of them ; and , in letting the seats , a preference ...
... respecting the probable ef- fect of new churches , built in places of the most crowded and unprovided population . A given territory ought , by all means , to be assigned to each of them ; and , in letting the seats , a preference ...
57. oldal
... respecting that lamentable trans- action communicated to me in a letter , dated April 20 , and which are unques- tionably authentic . The gentleman from whom I received them , and who H does me the favour to correspond with me ...
... respecting that lamentable trans- action communicated to me in a letter , dated April 20 , and which are unques- tionably authentic . The gentleman from whom I received them , and who H does me the favour to correspond with me ...
58. oldal
... respect to our free go- vernment could adduce in favour of restricting slavery in the State , ex- hibited with the most powerful and impressive eloquence , failed , alas ! of effecting their benevolent purpose . Their pleadings fell ...
... respect to our free go- vernment could adduce in favour of restricting slavery in the State , ex- hibited with the most powerful and impressive eloquence , failed , alas ! of effecting their benevolent purpose . Their pleadings fell ...
63. oldal
... respect , whose very men- tion now calls up the tears of regret , is made the subject of a bitter sarcasm , or of rude and mocking ribaldry ? This is not a fanciful case ; those who have been the objects of unprovoked censure may soon ...
... respect , whose very men- tion now calls up the tears of regret , is made the subject of a bitter sarcasm , or of rude and mocking ribaldry ? This is not a fanciful case ; those who have been the objects of unprovoked censure may soon ...
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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.