The Cornish Magazine, Vydání 25J. Philip, 1826 |
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Strana 8
... light that was dimly burning , I descried my friend in the condition you have heard described . " ( Here his voice faultered . ) " I have no recol- lection of what followed . I suppose I fell upon the body , that I over- turned the light ...
... light that was dimly burning , I descried my friend in the condition you have heard described . " ( Here his voice faultered . ) " I have no recol- lection of what followed . I suppose I fell upon the body , that I over- turned the light ...
Strana 28
... light , I think of those who once have been , For they who loved thy beauteous light Are cold and silent in the tomb , Therefore I cannot now delight In thy bright beams , fair lovely moon ! Thou shinest on the troubled wave , Thou ...
... light , I think of those who once have been , For they who loved thy beauteous light Are cold and silent in the tomb , Therefore I cannot now delight In thy bright beams , fair lovely moon ! Thou shinest on the troubled wave , Thou ...
Strana 31
... light filled air , heaven , and ocean . The marbled clouds lay motionless far and wide over the deep- blue sky , and all memory of storm and hurricane had vanished from the mag- nificence of that immense calm , There was but a gentle ...
... light filled air , heaven , and ocean . The marbled clouds lay motionless far and wide over the deep- blue sky , and all memory of storm and hurricane had vanished from the mag- nificence of that immense calm , There was but a gentle ...
Strana 43
... light possessed by thee , On thy fair Sister could'st thou but confer In thee a Cupid perfect , we should see , A perfect Venus then behold in her ! The story is thus rendered into Latin and English in - " Camden Anno 1636 . ” — Lumine ...
... light possessed by thee , On thy fair Sister could'st thou but confer In thee a Cupid perfect , we should see , A perfect Venus then behold in her ! The story is thus rendered into Latin and English in - " Camden Anno 1636 . ” — Lumine ...
Strana 46
... of happiness . Awe - struck by the face of her long - lost brother , covered with the placid light of sleep , Alice muttered not a word , as her mother withdrew the curtain , BIRTHS - IN JANUARY . Tuesday , 24 , at 46 THE SELECTOR .
... of happiness . Awe - struck by the face of her long - lost brother , covered with the placid light of sleep , Alice muttered not a word , as her mother withdrew the curtain , BIRTHS - IN JANUARY . Tuesday , 24 , at 46 THE SELECTOR .
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Strana 163 - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Strana 120 - Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee. Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
Strana 29 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Strana 129 - I observed, that those who had but just begun to climb the hill thought themselves not far from the top ; but, as they proceeded, new hills were continually rising to their view, and the summit of the highest they could before discern seemed but the foot of another, till the mountain at length appeared to lose itself in the clouds. As I was gazing on these things with astonishment, my good genius suddenly appeared : The mountain before thee, said he, is the Hill of Science.
Strana 151 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Strana 143 - To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.
Strana 167 - ... very frequently, both in public and in private, discourses have been purposely introduced, to the disparagement of his master, the Earl of Shaftesbury, his party, and designs, he could never be provoked to take any notice, or discover in word or look the least concern; so that I believe there is not in the world such a master of taciturnity and passion.
Strana 111 - Give back the lost and lovely ! those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
Strana 168 - ... student's place, and deprive him of all the rights and advantages thereunto belonging, for which this shall be your warrant; and so we bid you heartily farewell. Given at our Court at Whitehall, llth day of November, 1684. " By his Majesty's command, SUNDERLAND.
Strana 112 - make it otherwise. I write according to the thoughts I feel ; when I think upon God my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.