Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Svazek 24W. Blackwood & Sons, 1828 |
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... pass the Irish acts of 1778 and 1793 , which took off infinitely more restrictions from the Catholics than they left behind ! " The Reviewer also says , in reference to the late King's having consulted the late Lord Kenyon , as in a ...
... pass the Irish acts of 1778 and 1793 , which took off infinitely more restrictions from the Catholics than they left behind ! " The Reviewer also says , in reference to the late King's having consulted the late Lord Kenyon , as in a ...
Strana 37
... pass the sunny hour , The bee within the rose is laid , And veils him in the flower ; Mark not the lustre of his wing , Beauty ! be careful of his sting ! Κυων . ' Tis eve ! but the retiring ray A halo 30 [ July , The Tour of Dulness .
... pass the sunny hour , The bee within the rose is laid , And veils him in the flower ; Mark not the lustre of his wing , Beauty ! be careful of his sting ! Κυων . ' Tis eve ! but the retiring ray A halo 30 [ July , The Tour of Dulness .
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... pass her days , And groaning gruffly grunt , and grunting gruffly groan , Like " purple tyrants , " in that hymn of Gray's , " Unpitied and alone . " Happy , happy , happy swine , That underneath the greenwood tree Freely breakfast ...
... pass her days , And groaning gruffly grunt , and grunting gruffly groan , Like " purple tyrants , " in that hymn of Gray's , " Unpitied and alone . " Happy , happy , happy swine , That underneath the greenwood tree Freely breakfast ...
Strana 57
... pass over him in this situation , and he grows from youth to manhood , without encountering any further vicissitudes . During this pe- riod , he falls in love with the beauti- ful Shireen , daughter of his master , by whom his passion ...
... pass over him in this situation , and he grows from youth to manhood , without encountering any further vicissitudes . During this pe- riod , he falls in love with the beauti- ful Shireen , daughter of his master , by whom his passion ...
Strana 60
... pass , " said Ibrahim anxiously , but our horses can never keep up at this violent rate , and the pathway before us is terribly rough . See you yon ruined watch - tower on the height ? -it is our only chance . It may stand our friend ...
... pass , " said Ibrahim anxiously , but our horses can never keep up at this violent rate , and the pathway before us is terribly rough . See you yon ruined watch - tower on the height ? -it is our only chance . It may stand our friend ...
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Strana 329 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion...
Strana 331 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : % And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Strana 329 - O, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought: "Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage; But since he died, and poets better prove, Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.
Strana 332 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Strana 167 - He seems to have been, at least among us, the author of a species of composition that may be denominated local poetry, of which the fundamental subject is some particular landscape, to be poetically described with the addition of such embellishments as may be supplied by historical retrospection or incidental meditation.
Strana 331 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Strana 329 - Though I, once gone, to all the world must die. The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Strana 239 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Strana 329 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Strana 329 - If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, Compare them with the bettering of the time, And though they be outstripp'd by every pen, Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme, Exceeded by the height of happier men.