Blackwood's Magazine, Том 38W. Blackwood., 1835 |
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... beautiful , beloved of gods and men , and called the White Asa , to express his purity- the whitest of flowers was , in the Norse tongue , named Baldrian , from its supposed resemblance to him . Mone , who , since he makes Odin the sun ...
... beautiful , beloved of gods and men , and called the White Asa , to express his purity- the whitest of flowers was , in the Norse tongue , named Baldrian , from its supposed resemblance to him . Mone , who , since he makes Odin the sun ...
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... beautiful world that will rise , phoenix - like , from the ashes of this old world of ours . We will not spoil our own plea- sure in this legend , by recording any of the allegorical meanings im- puted to it . We have given several ...
... beautiful world that will rise , phoenix - like , from the ashes of this old world of ours . We will not spoil our own plea- sure in this legend , by recording any of the allegorical meanings im- puted to it . We have given several ...
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... beautiful Adonis is indeed Departed , parted from us . Sleep no more , Cypris ! in purple ; but in watchet weed , All - wretched ! beat thy breast and all aread- " Adonis is no more . " The Loves and I Lament him . Oh , her grief to see ...
... beautiful Adonis is indeed Departed , parted from us . Sleep no more , Cypris ! in purple ; but in watchet weed , All - wretched ! beat thy breast and all aread- " Adonis is no more . " The Loves and I Lament him . Oh , her grief to see ...
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... beautiful words of Shakspeare . How we should like to know the name of that ONE , ( the Great Unknown of Dumfries ! ) in order that we might celebrate his liberal spirit with due honour . " Its Dumfries is a beautiful town of the fourth ...
... beautiful words of Shakspeare . How we should like to know the name of that ONE , ( the Great Unknown of Dumfries ! ) in order that we might celebrate his liberal spirit with due honour . " Its Dumfries is a beautiful town of the fourth ...
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... beautiful words of Shakspeare . " We daresay he recited them very well- and that Sixpence the representa- tive of the monied interest in Dum- fries - smiled as brightly as on the morn he issued from the Mint . Per- haps there would have ...
... beautiful words of Shakspeare . " We daresay he recited them very well- and that Sixpence the representa- tive of the monied interest in Dum- fries - smiled as brightly as on the morn he issued from the Mint . Per- haps there would have ...
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Сторінка 284 - My son, if thou wilt receive my words, and hide my commandments with thee, so that thou incline thine ear unto wisdom, and apply thine heart to understanding; yea, if thou criest after knowledge, and liftest up thy voice for understanding ; if thou seekest her as silver, and searchest for her as for hid treasures ; then shalt thou understand the fear of the Lord, and find the knowledge of God.
Сторінка 284 - And being but one, she can do all things: and remaining in herself, she maketh all things new: and in all ages entering into holy souls, she maketh them friends of God, and prophets. For God loveth none but him that dwelleth with wisdom. For she is more beautiful than the sun, and above all the order of stars: being compared with the light, she is found before it.
Сторінка 264 - The voice was like the mastertone Of a rich instrument, most strangely sweet, And the dull pulses of disease awoke, And for a moment beat beneath the hot And leprous scales with a restoring thrill. " Helon, arise !" and he forgot his curse And rose and stood before him.
Сторінка 262 - Room for the leper!" — And aside they stood — matron, and child, and pitiless manhood, — all who met him on his way — and let him pass. And onward through the open gate he came, a leper with the ashes on his brow, sackcloth about his loins, and on his lip a covering, — stepping painfully and slow ; and, with a difficult utterance, like one whose heart is with an iron nerve put down, crying,
Сторінка 284 - When wisdom entereth into thine heart, and knowledge is pleasant unto thy soul; discretion shall preserve thee, understanding shall keep thee...
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Сторінка 229 - I love at early morn, from new mown swath, To see the startled frog his route pursue ; To mark while, leaping o'er the dripping path, His bright sides scatter dew, The early lark that, from its bustle flies, To hail his matin new ; And watch him to the skies.
Сторінка 229 - To note on hedgerow baulks, in moisture sprent, The jetty snail creep from the mossy thorn, With earnest heed, and tremulous intent, Frail brother of the morn, That from the tiny bents and misted leaves Withdraws his timid horn, And fearful vision weaves...
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