The Manchester iris, Том 1,Випуски 1 – 231822 |
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... o'er , I silent view'd , With curious care , and thoughtful mood , " Each face , or gay , or grave . I gaz'd upon the pannel'd wall , Where coats of arms , some great , some small , In bright array , were seen . There falcon crests ...
... o'er , I silent view'd , With curious care , and thoughtful mood , " Each face , or gay , or grave . I gaz'd upon the pannel'd wall , Where coats of arms , some great , some small , In bright array , were seen . There falcon crests ...
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... o'er your ease , and conduce to your wealth , And though always in secret it glads me to dwell , You still find me in Earth and Sea , Heaven and Hell , I am met with in darkness tho ' shunning the night , May be seen in the sunshine ...
... o'er your ease , and conduce to your wealth , And though always in secret it glads me to dwell , You still find me in Earth and Sea , Heaven and Hell , I am met with in darkness tho ' shunning the night , May be seen in the sunshine ...
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... o'er our hearts you must your pow'r resign , Till we , returning , bow at beauty's shrine . PLEASANT AND UNPLEASANT PEOPLE . pleasantness . Another variety are only pleasant on but this last is a contemptible , mongrel breed . fresh ...
... o'er our hearts you must your pow'r resign , Till we , returning , bow at beauty's shrine . PLEASANT AND UNPLEASANT PEOPLE . pleasantness . Another variety are only pleasant on but this last is a contemptible , mongrel breed . fresh ...
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... o'er the floor the treacherous fairies creep , And bear the smiling infant far away : How starts the Nurse , when , for her lovely child , She sees at dawn a gaping idiot stare ! O snatch the innocent from demons wild , And save the ...
... o'er the floor the treacherous fairies creep , And bear the smiling infant far away : How starts the Nurse , when , for her lovely child , She sees at dawn a gaping idiot stare ! O snatch the innocent from demons wild , And save the ...
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... O'er roaring seas , to realms remote , Fate bids me roam from you . But in whatever region placed , While vital breath I share , Still in my memory undefaced , Shall live thy image fair . Back , on the wings of fancy borne , Thy bowers ...
... O'er roaring seas , to realms remote , Fate bids me roam from you . But in whatever region placed , While vital breath I share , Still in my memory undefaced , Shall live thy image fair . Back , on the wings of fancy borne , Thy bowers ...
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Сторінка 74 - I will not undertake to maintain, against the concurrent and unvaried testimony of all ages, and of all nations. There is no people, rude or learned, among whom apparitions of the dead are not related and believed. This opinion, which prevails, as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth...
Сторінка 122 - There he stood, pointing me out with his dusky finger to the mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soot-inflamed...
Сторінка 118 - A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Сторінка 118 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
Сторінка 123 - ... wine, naming the brewer, and protesting, if it were not good, he should lose their custom ; with a special recommendation to wipe the lip before drinking. Then we had our toasts — "the King...
Сторінка 122 - ... of a gentleman might endure it, to have remained his butt and his mockery till midnight. I am by theory obdurate to the seductiveness of what are called a fine set of teeth. Every pair of rosy lips (the ladies must pardon me) is a casket presumably holding such jewels ; but, methinks, they should take leave to " air " them as frugally as possible.
Сторінка 68 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Сторінка 92 - CHLOE'S eye; Then, trembling, left its coral cell — The spring of Sensibility ! Sweet drop of pure and pearly light! In thee the rays of Virtue shine; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine. Benign restorer of the soul ! Who ever...
Сторінка 92 - That very law* which moulds a tear, And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.