The Illustrated Magazine, Томи 23 – 24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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... brought me : By Elizabeth Townbridge : 199 Whitby Abbey : 273 Woods - The Oak - A Chapter on the : 109 Words fitly spoken : By T. S. Arthur : 139 POETRY . My Young Love ( An Imitation of the Irish ) : By Elizabeth Townbridge : 45 ...
... brought me : By Elizabeth Townbridge : 199 Whitby Abbey : 273 Woods - The Oak - A Chapter on the : 109 Words fitly spoken : By T. S. Arthur : 139 POETRY . My Young Love ( An Imitation of the Irish ) : By Elizabeth Townbridge : 45 ...
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... brought out with such startling reality that the house shuddered - while the final triumphant success of the virtuous characters , and the utter abasement of the vil- The Thespian Theatre was one of those lains , made this play so ...
... brought out with such startling reality that the house shuddered - while the final triumphant success of the virtuous characters , and the utter abasement of the vil- The Thespian Theatre was one of those lains , made this play so ...
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... brought no cessation from care : as the body was relaxed from occupation , the mind became more ex- posed to the terrors of grief and remorse . Times methinks are changed , since Oliver Goldsmith penned those stanzas of his - and as ...
... brought no cessation from care : as the body was relaxed from occupation , the mind became more ex- posed to the terrors of grief and remorse . Times methinks are changed , since Oliver Goldsmith penned those stanzas of his - and as ...
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... brought into final prominence in January by the white snow which embeds it . The delicate flakes collapse and fall back around it , but they retain their inexorable hold . Thus delicate is the ac- tion of Nature - a finger of air , and ...
... brought into final prominence in January by the white snow which embeds it . The delicate flakes collapse and fall back around it , but they retain their inexorable hold . Thus delicate is the ac- tion of Nature - a finger of air , and ...
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... brought life - long misery . With the same resolute energy that had marked every variation of his life , the doctor entered again upon the race for fame and fortune . His splendid physical organization threw off easily the effects of ...
... brought life - long misery . With the same resolute energy that had marked every variation of his life , the doctor entered again upon the race for fame and fortune . His splendid physical organization threw off easily the effects of ...
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Сторінка 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Сторінка 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Сторінка 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Сторінка 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Сторінка 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Сторінка 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Сторінка 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Сторінка 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Сторінка 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.