Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Svazek 6W. Blackwood & Sons, 1820 |
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... thee , ancient Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus ! - Why look'st thou so ? " - With my cross- bow I shot the ALBATROSS ! All the subsequent miseries of the crew are represented by the poet as having been the consequences ...
... thee , ancient Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus ! - Why look'st thou so ? " - With my cross- bow I shot the ALBATROSS ! All the subsequent miseries of the crew are represented by the poet as having been the consequences ...
Strana 7
... thee , thou Wedding - Guest ! He prayeth well , who loveth well Both man , and bird , and beast . He prayeth best , who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us , He made and loveth all . The Mariner ...
... thee , thou Wedding - Guest ! He prayeth well , who loveth well Both man , and bird , and beast . He prayeth best , who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us , He made and loveth all . The Mariner ...
Strana 10
... thee from thy distress ! Alas , Alas ! said Geraldine , I cannot speak for weariness . So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd the court : right glad they were . Outside her kennel , the mastiff old Lay fast asleep , in ...
... thee from thy distress ! Alas , Alas ! said Geraldine , I cannot speak for weariness . So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd the court : right glad they were . Outside her kennel , the mastiff old Lay fast asleep , in ...
Strana 15
... thee - thee - my son , again . ” The next image presented is the re- pose of the Spanish general's army , and the reflections that employed him even in sleep , contrasted with the sad feelings of his page , Lautaro . On the broad ocean ...
... thee - thee - my son , again . ” The next image presented is the re- pose of the Spanish general's army , and the reflections that employed him even in sleep , contrasted with the sad feelings of his page , Lautaro . On the broad ocean ...
Strana 17
... thee then ? let death betide , Yes , from this cavern I will be thy guide . Nay , do not shrink ! from Caracalla's bay , Ev'n now , the Spaniards wind their march this way . As late in yester eve I pac'd the shore , I heard their signal ...
... thee then ? let death betide , Yes , from this cavern I will be thy guide . Nay , do not shrink ! from Caracalla's bay , Ev'n now , the Spaniards wind their march this way . As late in yester eve I pac'd the shore , I heard their signal ...
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Strana 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Strana 354 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Strana 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Strana 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Strana 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Strana 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.