The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The Scots magazine, Том 71820 |
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... churches taught the youth to read the catechism and the scriptures . The grammar school of Glasgow was founded at an early pe- riod of the fourteenth century , and depended on the Cathedral Church ; that of Edinburgh was originally con ...
... churches taught the youth to read the catechism and the scriptures . The grammar school of Glasgow was founded at an early pe- riod of the fourteenth century , and depended on the Cathedral Church ; that of Edinburgh was originally con ...
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... church . The regular course of study lasted four years ; the session began on the 1st of October and ended in August . The regent explained the books of Aristo- tle to his students three hours every day . The students were often em ...
... church . The regular course of study lasted four years ; the session began on the 1st of October and ended in August . The regent explained the books of Aristo- tle to his students three hours every day . The students were often em ...
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... church courts , were , in a multitude of instan- ces , sufficient to determine heritors or parishioners to endow schools . As every minister examined his people , he was careful to have a schoolmaster for the instruction of youth . Sta ...
... church courts , were , in a multitude of instan- ces , sufficient to determine heritors or parishioners to endow schools . As every minister examined his people , he was careful to have a schoolmaster for the instruction of youth . Sta ...
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... church government established in England , yet Isaac Walton , though displeased with the freedoms which he took with his favourite church , does justice to his talents . 64 He was , " says he , " master of a great wit , full of knots ...
... church government established in England , yet Isaac Walton , though displeased with the freedoms which he took with his favourite church , does justice to his talents . 64 He was , " says he , " master of a great wit , full of knots ...
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... Church of Rome to whet the edge of his satire , that of Maturin was sharpened to equal keenness by the pharisaical conduct of the reli- gionists of Dublin , who professed to hold the " scarlet lady " in utter abo- mination . But , while ...
... Church of Rome to whet the edge of his satire , that of Maturin was sharpened to equal keenness by the pharisaical conduct of the reli- gionists of Dublin , who professed to hold the " scarlet lady " in utter abo- mination . But , while ...
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Сторінка 315 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Сторінка 315 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays...
Сторінка 315 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Сторінка 542 - Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, He is in the desert ; go not forth : behold, He is in the secret chambers ; believe it not. For as the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west ; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.
Сторінка 315 - But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs...
Сторінка 450 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long ! She wept with pity and delight ; She blushed with love, and maiden shame ; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heaved — she stepped aside, As conscious of my look she stept — Then suddenly with timorous eye, She fled to me and wept.
Сторінка 314 - 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.
Сторінка 314 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.
Сторінка 314 - 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...
Сторінка 315 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.