Blackwood's Magazine, Svazek 66W. Blackwood, 1849 |
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Strana 7
... heart : he looks to distant storms ; He hears the thunder ere the tempest lowers . " You know the passage- He is speaking of tempests in the moral world . it is a fine one - so indeed is the whole Epistle - Table - Talk . I am a bit of ...
... heart : he looks to distant storms ; He hears the thunder ere the tempest lowers . " You know the passage- He is speaking of tempests in the moral world . it is a fine one - so indeed is the whole Epistle - Table - Talk . I am a bit of ...
Strana 9
... heart's desire . There are caves , Seward , in Buachail - Mor ; and one recess I know - not a cave - but grander far than any cave - near the Fall of Eas - a - Bhrogich far down below the bottom of the Fall , which in its long descent ...
... heart's desire . There are caves , Seward , in Buachail - Mor ; and one recess I know - not a cave - but grander far than any cave - near the Fall of Eas - a - Bhrogich far down below the bottom of the Fall , which in its long descent ...
Strana 9
... hearts gladdened -- but have you not often felt , Seward , as if such Apparitions came at a silent call in our souls ... heart for Scenery , as it is called , but am no hand at a description . My dear , sweet , soft - breasted , fair ...
... hearts gladdened -- but have you not often felt , Seward , as if such Apparitions came at a silent call in our souls ... heart for Scenery , as it is called , but am no hand at a description . My dear , sweet , soft - breasted , fair ...
Strana 10
... hearts gladdened - but have you not often felt , Seward , as if such Apparitions came at a silent call in our souls ... heart for Scenery , as it is called , but am no hand at a description . My dear , sweet , soft - breasted , fair ...
... hearts gladdened - but have you not often felt , Seward , as if such Apparitions came at a silent call in our souls ... heart for Scenery , as it is called , but am no hand at a description . My dear , sweet , soft - breasted , fair ...
Strana 17
... heart- throbbing region of the spiritual - for a mournful song instinct with the humanities , an ambitious bravura displaying the power and pride of the musician , now thinking not at all of us , and following the thunder only as ...
... heart- throbbing region of the spiritual - for a mournful song instinct with the humanities , an ambitious bravura displaying the power and pride of the musician , now thinking not at all of us , and following the thunder only as ...
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Strana 627 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Strana 649 - All causes shall give way ; I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Strana 620 - Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself ? hath it slept since ? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
Strana 633 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Strana 642 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Strana 635 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.
Strana 624 - Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Strana 250 - 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 343 - And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden; A long, long sigh For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden And the gleam of her golden hair. Come away, away, children; Come, children, come down!
Strana 627 - What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.