The Anglo-American Magazine, Svazek 2Maclear., 1853 |
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Strana 27
... beautiful . Her husband who was much older , was a captain in one of the Hon . E. I. C. native infantry regiments : he had seen some hard service under an eastern sky , and probably looked older than he really was ; but he must have ...
... beautiful . Her husband who was much older , was a captain in one of the Hon . E. I. C. native infantry regiments : he had seen some hard service under an eastern sky , and probably looked older than he really was ; but he must have ...
Strana 39
... beautiful village of Enniskerry , on the do- main of Lord Powerscourt , to visit a pretty Gothic cottage , kept as a sort of lodging - house for invalids who seek the salubrity and tempera- ture of this almost tropical air . And Sarah ...
... beautiful village of Enniskerry , on the do- main of Lord Powerscourt , to visit a pretty Gothic cottage , kept as a sort of lodging - house for invalids who seek the salubrity and tempera- ture of this almost tropical air . And Sarah ...
Strana 40
... the ruins of baths scenes , and days gone by - in sympathizing with and palaces of Moorish construction , beautiful in I was their desolation - and a convent of busy 40 THE MUSIC OF NATURE . - A TALE OF THE OLD SPANISH WARS .
... the ruins of baths scenes , and days gone by - in sympathizing with and palaces of Moorish construction , beautiful in I was their desolation - and a convent of busy 40 THE MUSIC OF NATURE . - A TALE OF THE OLD SPANISH WARS .
Strana 48
... beautiful of them either , but there was a something in her air and manuer that seemed to us to give her a superiority over every other . Her dress was plain , but neat . She was rather tall , well proportioned , and her outline was ...
... beautiful of them either , but there was a something in her air and manuer that seemed to us to give her a superiority over every other . Her dress was plain , but neat . She was rather tall , well proportioned , and her outline was ...
Strana 57
... beautiful and artistic . All on a sudden , at the distant turn in the road , two figures are seen approaching- two soldiers : the tall one , there can be no doubt about ; it is James , and how well he looks ! He is grown , he is more ...
... beautiful and artistic . All on a sudden , at the distant turn in the road , two figures are seen approaching- two soldiers : the tall one , there can be no doubt about ; it is James , and how well he looks ! He is grown , he is more ...
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Strana 81 - How wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
Strana 91 - How beautiful this night ! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love had spread To curtain her sleeping world.
Strana 208 - Never shall I forget the sensations of awe, horror, and admiration with which I gazed about me. The boat appeared to be hanging, as if by magic, midway down, upon the interior surface of a funnel vast in circumference, prodigious in depth, and whose perfectly smooth sides might have been mistaken for ebony...
Strana 205 - ... was represented by a broad belt of gleaming spray; but no particle of this slipped into the mouth of the terrific funnel, whose interior, as far as the eye could fathom it, was a smooth, shining, and jet-black wall of water, inclined to the horizon at an angle of some forty-five degrees, speeding dizzily round and round with a swaying and sweltering motion, and sending forth to the winds an appalling voice, half shriek, half roar, such as not even the mighty cataract of Niagara ever lifts up...
Strana 170 - Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune.
Strana 128 - With this evidence of hostile inflexibility in trampling on rights which no independent nation can relinquish, Congress will feel the duty of putting the United States into an armor and an attitude demanded by the crisis, and corresponding with the national spirit and expectations.
Strana 209 - Both above and below us were visible fragments of vessels, large masses of building timber and trunks of trees, with many smaller articles, such as pieces of house furniture, broken boxes, barrels, and staves. I have already described the unnatural curiosity which had taken the place of my original terrors. It appeared to grow upon me as I drew nearer and nearer to my dreadful doom. I now began to watch, with a strange interest, the numerous things that floated in our company. I must have been delirious,...
Strana 207 - Such a hurricane as then blew it is folly to attempt describing. The oldest seaman in Norway never experienced anything like it. We had let our sails go by the run before it cleverly took us; but, at the first puff, both our masts went by the board as if they had been sawed off — the mainmast taking with it my youngest brother, who had lashed himself to it for safety.
Strana 254 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
Strana 81 - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline which is fair As breathing marble, perish? Must putrefaction's breath Leave nothing of this heavenly sight But loathsomeness and ruin?