Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Svazky 21–22W & R Chambers, 1854 |
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Strana 2
... look as any captain of banditti in Mrs Margery's novels . His face was almost covered with long bushy hair , of an iron - gray colour ; and such shaggy and threatening brows overhung his eyes , that one dreaded to look what kind of eyes ...
... look as any captain of banditti in Mrs Margery's novels . His face was almost covered with long bushy hair , of an iron - gray colour ; and such shaggy and threatening brows overhung his eyes , that one dreaded to look what kind of eyes ...
Strana 5
... look at the groups of implements and machines proceeding from the well - known firms of Ransome , Wedlake , Gar- rett , Crosskill , Hornsby , Dray , & c .; or to look through the lists and catalogues of those manufacturers : the ...
... look at the groups of implements and machines proceeding from the well - known firms of Ransome , Wedlake , Gar- rett , Crosskill , Hornsby , Dray , & c .; or to look through the lists and catalogues of those manufacturers : the ...
Strana 7
... look very likely that Cowper could hae taken up the notion o ' a Scotch ancestry , if there hadna been some tradition to that effeck . I'm particularly vext that our country was cheated out o ' haeing Cowper for ane o ' her sons , for I ...
... look very likely that Cowper could hae taken up the notion o ' a Scotch ancestry , if there hadna been some tradition to that effeck . I'm particularly vext that our country was cheated out o ' haeing Cowper for ane o ' her sons , for I ...
Strana 12
... look for herself . The disappointed wife was pondering over all this on the evening in question , casting her eyes alternately from the setting sun to the infant that lay sleeping at her feet , fanned gently by a little slave - girl ...
... look for herself . The disappointed wife was pondering over all this on the evening in question , casting her eyes alternately from the setting sun to the infant that lay sleeping at her feet , fanned gently by a little slave - girl ...
Strana 13
... look as grave and unhappy as he could , but he was sure he could not look or feel like his papa . Rose chided him , and said that she was sure their papa was very good , and loved them all , and would not make one of them unhappy for ...
... look as grave and unhappy as he could , but he was sure he could not look or feel like his papa . Rose chided him , and said that she was sure their papa was very good , and loved them all , and would not make one of them unhappy for ...
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Strana 306 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Strana 308 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Strana 317 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Strana 307 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Strana 307 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Strana 31 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Strana 144 - And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: and after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Strana 310 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight...
Strana 308 - And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays; The long reflections of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires: A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field ; Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend. Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriors wait the rising morn.
Strana 290 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.