The New Monthly Magazine, Svazek 5E. Littell, 1823 |
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Strana 20
... painted clouds - upon the wide wa- ters , dancing and glittering in the sun , or lying in the stillness of their crystal sleep . Let us listen to the music of the sky , when the boughs are singing to the wind , and the birds are ...
... painted clouds - upon the wide wa- ters , dancing and glittering in the sun , or lying in the stillness of their crystal sleep . Let us listen to the music of the sky , when the boughs are singing to the wind , and the birds are ...
Strana 32
... paint the traits that drew affection strong From friends , an ample and an ardent throng , And , more , to speak his memory's grateful claim On her who mourns him most , and bears his name , O'ercomes the trembling hand of widow'd grief ...
... paint the traits that drew affection strong From friends , an ample and an ardent throng , And , more , to speak his memory's grateful claim On her who mourns him most , and bears his name , O'ercomes the trembling hand of widow'd grief ...
Strana 37
... paint the air ! O fountains , fields , and groves ! Sights , sounds , and odours rare , Which my yearning spirit loves , Thus I feel , and only steal From visions so enchanting , In tuneful lays to sing your praise- What charm of life ...
... paint the air ! O fountains , fields , and groves ! Sights , sounds , and odours rare , Which my yearning spirit loves , Thus I feel , and only steal From visions so enchanting , In tuneful lays to sing your praise- What charm of life ...
Strana 38
... painted by Hoppner thirty years ago . It exhibits you patting a favourite filly . The scene is a stable you wear your hat , and that hat has a crown like Mother Shipton's , surrounded by three silk bands with a rosette to each . Just ...
... painted by Hoppner thirty years ago . It exhibits you patting a favourite filly . The scene is a stable you wear your hat , and that hat has a crown like Mother Shipton's , surrounded by three silk bands with a rosette to each . Just ...
Strana 40
... painted by Hoppner . You are there exhib- ited in " - " Not loose trowsers , I'll be sworn . " — " No , uncle , not loose trowsers , but tight leather breeches . No sooner had Mrs. Thislewood told her story about your coat than Captain ...
... painted by Hoppner . You are there exhib- ited in " - " Not loose trowsers , I'll be sworn . " — " No , uncle , not loose trowsers , but tight leather breeches . No sooner had Mrs. Thislewood told her story about your coat than Captain ...
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Strana 463 - As after sunset fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Strana 463 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes. Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes; And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Strana 463 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth XXXIV.
Strana 151 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Strana 462 - 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 77 - ... *"Memoirs of the History of France during the reign of Napoleon, dictated by the Emperor at Saint Helena to the Generals who shared his captivity ; and published from the Original Manuscripts corrected by himself.
Strana 237 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Strana 221 - O, welcome, pure-eyed Faith, white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings, And thou unblemished form of Chastity!
Strana 221 - With that same vaunted name, Virginity. Beauty is Nature's coin; must not be hoarded, But must be current; and the good thereof Consists in mutual and partaken bliss, Unsavoury in th
Strana 206 - Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope : cecini pascua, rura, duces.