Hogg's Weekly Instructor, Томи 1 – 2J. Hogg, 1848 |
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... Child , the 96 378 My Mind to me a Kingdom is 160 Ode to a Grecian Urn 19 148 373 Old Clock , the 313 Mainzer , Dr , on Music and Education Organisation of Labour 215 Race of Old , a 408 356 Ruth 32 Park's Songs 32 Secret , the 32 Snow ...
... Child , the 96 378 My Mind to me a Kingdom is 160 Ode to a Grecian Urn 19 148 373 Old Clock , the 313 Mainzer , Dr , on Music and Education Organisation of Labour 215 Race of Old , a 408 356 Ruth 32 Park's Songs 32 Secret , the 32 Snow ...
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... child of the moral beatitudes , and enjoy far ¦less than a child the poetry of life - that mood or condition of being , which is to life what midsummer is to the year , what midday is to the day ; which is the ultimate end of all ...
... child of the moral beatitudes , and enjoy far ¦less than a child the poetry of life - that mood or condition of being , which is to life what midsummer is to the year , what midday is to the day ; which is the ultimate end of all ...
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... child had hung a prismatic chandelier- drop on the window , and he wrote amid the rainbows that it cast over his paper . In a simple vase on his desk stood a stalk of blossoms from the brilliant wild flower , called the cardinal ...
... child had hung a prismatic chandelier- drop on the window , and he wrote amid the rainbows that it cast over his paper . In a simple vase on his desk stood a stalk of blossoms from the brilliant wild flower , called the cardinal ...
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... child sigh for a hymn ; and bird and child together woke Schubert's prayerful echoes in the mother's bosom . And s from the soul of the composer , in that far off German land , the spirit of devotion comes to the father , wafted on the ...
... child sigh for a hymn ; and bird and child together woke Schubert's prayerful echoes in the mother's bosom . And s from the soul of the composer , in that far off German land , the spirit of devotion comes to the father , wafted on the ...
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... child ! my dear Ada ! My God , could I but have seen her ! -Give her my blessing ; and my dear sister Augusta and her children ; and you will go to Lady Byron and say - Tell her everything - you are friends with her ! ' His lordship ...
... child ! my dear Ada ! My God , could I but have seen her ! -Give her my blessing ; and my dear sister Augusta and her children ; and you will go to Lady Byron and say - Tell her everything - you are friends with her ! ' His lordship ...
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Сторінка 172 - Canst thou by searching find out God? canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection? It is as high as heaven; what canst thou do? deeper than hell; what canst thou know? The measure thereof is longer than the earth, and broader than the sea.
Сторінка 147 - Anon his heart revives: her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one; Loosens her fragrant boddice; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees: Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Сторінка 145 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Сторінка 180 - Their poison is like the poison of a serpent: they are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear; 5 Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
Сторінка 178 - And Elisha prayed, and said, LORD, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the LORD opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.
Сторінка 272 - A man may be a heretic in the truth ; and if he believe things only because his pastor says so, or the assembly so determines, without knowing other reason, though his belief be true, yet the very truth he holds becomes his heresy.
Сторінка 172 - As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
Сторінка 147 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for Heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: — Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Сторінка 88 - Their port was more than human, as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Сторінка 148 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.