The New Monthly Magazine, and Literary Journal ..., Svazek 3Allen and Ticknor, 1822 |
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Strana 7
... thee his fatal punishment ? Behold those that have received the last master - touch , how they seem to rejoice in the glory of their being ; whilst these yet unfinished sigh and struggle for the perfection which they are to receive from ...
... thee his fatal punishment ? Behold those that have received the last master - touch , how they seem to rejoice in the glory of their being ; whilst these yet unfinished sigh and struggle for the perfection which they are to receive from ...
Strana 8
... thee too , thou divine old man . Oh no , it is not in the art of mortal man to create that image from mere inven- tion , and the pencil of Apelles only could catch those traits of the present goddess - her charms visibly naked to vulgar ...
... thee too , thou divine old man . Oh no , it is not in the art of mortal man to create that image from mere inven- tion , and the pencil of Apelles only could catch those traits of the present goddess - her charms visibly naked to vulgar ...
Strana 12
... thee . Thus in Love's light my fond heart shone awhile , Too warm for wo , too radiant for regret ; Then beam'd my glance , then flash'd the thoughtless smile , But now they shine no more - my sun is set ! Yet still , thank Heaven ...
... thee . Thus in Love's light my fond heart shone awhile , Too warm for wo , too radiant for regret ; Then beam'd my glance , then flash'd the thoughtless smile , But now they shine no more - my sun is set ! Yet still , thank Heaven ...
Strana 21
... dreams- The rainbow of the past - still round thee glows and gleams . J. LETTERS ON A TOUR IN SWITZERLAND . NO . I. The Fine Arts in England . 21 Sonnet on visiting the spot where the earlier years of the Writer were passed.
... dreams- The rainbow of the past - still round thee glows and gleams . J. LETTERS ON A TOUR IN SWITZERLAND . NO . I. The Fine Arts in England . 21 Sonnet on visiting the spot where the earlier years of the Writer were passed.
Strana 32
... thee , O rare Ben Jonson . Here , in a chamber dedicated to Apollo , didst thou and thy choice spirits assemble , to taste , at stated periods , the en- joyments of intellectual conviviality ! and here didst thou promulge Chancery ...
... thee , O rare Ben Jonson . Here , in a chamber dedicated to Apollo , didst thou and thy choice spirits assemble , to taste , at stated periods , the en- joyments of intellectual conviviality ! and here didst thou promulge Chancery ...
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Strana 417 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
Strana 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Strana 73 - I am not for criticising hedgerows and black cattle. I go out of town in order to forget the town and all that is in it. There are those who for this purpose go to wateringplaces, and carry the metropolis with them.
Strana 240 - But to return to our own institute; besides these constant exercises at home, there is another opportunity of gaining experience to be won from pleasure itself abroad; in those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature, not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.
Strana 240 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Strana 26 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
Strana 239 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Strana 238 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Strana 531 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures...
Strana 239 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.