Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 36W. Blackwood & Sons, 1834 |
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... liberty , are proclaimed from morning to evening in the face of monarchs trembling behind a triple hedge of suspected soldiers . The deluge of democracy is gaining on them . They mount from floor to floor , from the ground floor to the ...
... liberty , are proclaimed from morning to evening in the face of monarchs trembling behind a triple hedge of suspected soldiers . The deluge of democracy is gaining on them . They mount from floor to floor , from the ground floor to the ...
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... liberty paid for the despotism of Louis XIV . and the corruption of Louis XV . , can it be believed that the debt contracted by Egalité at the scaffold of the innocent King is not to be acquitted ? Egalité , by losing his life ...
... liberty paid for the despotism of Louis XIV . and the corruption of Louis XV . , can it be believed that the debt contracted by Egalité at the scaffold of the innocent King is not to be acquitted ? Egalité , by losing his life ...
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... liberty , at that social petrifaction which China has arrived at by slavery . " Modern society has taken ten centuries to arrive at its consistency . At present , it is in a state of de- composition . The generations of the middle age ...
... liberty , at that social petrifaction which China has arrived at by slavery . " Modern society has taken ten centuries to arrive at its consistency . At present , it is in a state of de- composition . The generations of the middle age ...
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... liberty of paying you off in the morn- ing . But , Benjie , heard you ever any thing like that ? " " Like what ? " said I. 66 Why , like the noise of the rain on deck just now . " I listened , and perceived a low rushing noise , that ...
... liberty of paying you off in the morn- ing . But , Benjie , heard you ever any thing like that ? " " Like what ? " said I. 66 Why , like the noise of the rain on deck just now . " I listened , and perceived a low rushing noise , that ...
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... liberty to wander at will , and now , after winding up a long spiral of stairs , that seemed the steps to some mouldering tower of romance , or no unlikely avenue to the cells of some feudal prison , the touch of a finger , and the turn ...
... liberty to wander at will , and now , after winding up a long spiral of stairs , that seemed the steps to some mouldering tower of romance , or no unlikely avenue to the cells of some feudal prison , the touch of a finger , and the turn ...
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Сторінка 566 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Сторінка 548 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone.
Сторінка 549 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Сторінка 561 - Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shuddered, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast: Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dropt to her feet, and full in view, Behold! her bosom and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell!
Сторінка 566 - And all together pray. While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends. And youths and maidens gay...
Сторінка 548 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Сторінка 563 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Сторінка 563 - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Сторінка 541 - O pure of heart ! thou need'st not ask of me What this strong music in the soul may be ! What, and wherein it doth exist, This light, this glory, this fair luminous mist, This beautiful and beauty-making power.
Сторінка 565 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; "We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. "Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.