Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 14John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1848 |
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... period or other of his long life . ful - the next transports us from the region In these multifarious occupations he en- of intelligence into the very innermost re- gaged , not as the impulse of the moment cesses of the natural heart ...
... period or other of his long life . ful - the next transports us from the region In these multifarious occupations he en- of intelligence into the very innermost re- gaged , not as the impulse of the moment cesses of the natural heart ...
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... period . His friends were pressing him for an answer to the love - epistle , and as the recompense , he knew , would be another sight of Gretchen , it may be supposed that he did not idle over his task . · ་ tions . I had been laboring ...
... period . His friends were pressing him for an answer to the love - epistle , and as the recompense , he knew , would be another sight of Gretchen , it may be supposed that he did not idle over his task . · ་ tions . I had been laboring ...
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... period of his life , an advantage , in- Goethe has pronounced an eloquent eulogium deed , which , like most of those which he upon this happy little romance , which seems possessed , he retained even in old age - as to have continued a ...
... period of his life , an advantage , in- Goethe has pronounced an eloquent eulogium deed , which , like most of those which he upon this happy little romance , which seems possessed , he retained even in old age - as to have continued a ...
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... period of its formation . His poetry is " leader " had then even mooted the opinion the only kind of poetry which was possible , that royalty was a pageant kept up merely as original and indigenous poetry , in an age for the convenience ...
... period of its formation . His poetry is " leader " had then even mooted the opinion the only kind of poetry which was possible , that royalty was a pageant kept up merely as original and indigenous poetry , in an age for the convenience ...
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... period of life , and other- wise in the circumstances in which they are represented . To some of our readers it may seem strange that Erasmus should be spoken of as a poet , and , stranger still , that he should be instanced as a ...
... period of life , and other- wise in the circumstances in which they are represented . To some of our readers it may seem strange that Erasmus should be spoken of as a poet , and , stranger still , that he should be instanced as a ...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 40 John Holmes Agnew,Walter Hilliard Bidwell Повний перегляд - 1857 |
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Сторінка 413 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu...
Сторінка 412 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Сторінка 520 - My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy ? art cold ? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
Сторінка 413 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Сторінка 412 - 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 396 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Сторінка 412 - 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 409 - 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 521 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Сторінка 105 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.