Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 11William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1844 |
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Сторінка 118 - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Сторінка 221 - It was at Rome, on the 15th of October 1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted friars were singing vespers in the temple of Jupiter, that the idea of writing the decline and fall of the city first started to my mind.
Сторінка 360 - I could never hear the AveMary bell* without an elevation, or think it a sufficient warrant, because they erred in one circumstance, for me to err in all, that is, in silence and dumb contempt ; whilst therefore they directed their devotions to her, I offered mine to God, and rectified the errors of their prayers, by rightly ordering mine own. At a solemn procession I have wept abundantly, while my consorts, blind with opposition and prejudice, have fallen into an excess of scorn and laughter.
Сторінка 201 - Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines : the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; The flock shall be cut off from the fold : and there shall be no herd in the stalls ; Yet I will rejoice in the Lord : I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Сторінка 386 - This is all I can lay to my conscience at present, When such is my temper, so neutral, so pleasant, So royally free from all troublesome feelings, So little encumber'd by faith in my dealings...
Сторінка 201 - Although the fig tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no meat ; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls : Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Сторінка 378 - The king now whispers to Kolbein Sterki, without the bonders perceiving it, " If it come so in the course of my speech that the bonders look another way than towards their idol, strike him as hard as thou canst with thy club." The king then stood up and spoke. " Much hast thou talked to us this morning, and greatly hast thou wondered that thou canst not see our God ; but we expect that he will soon come to us. Thou wouldst frighten us with thy god, who is both blind and deaf, and...
Сторінка 360 - I should violate my own arm rather than a church, nor willingly deface the name of saint or martyr. At the sight of a cross or crucifix I can dispense with my hat...
Сторінка 118 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth. O'er fell and fountain sheen, O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that...
Сторінка 221 - twas a very wicked thing ! Said little Wilhelmine. Nay — nay — my little girl, quoth he, It was a famous victory. And everybody praised the Duke Who such a fight did win. But what good came of it at last ? — Quoth little Peterkin. Why that I cannot tell, said he, But 'twas a famous victory.