New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Том 2Henry Colburn, 1821 |
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... Thou , Mourner ! dry that thoughtless tear , gaze no more upon the dead ; And " Tis but a solitary bier ! No earthly spirit lingers there ; On wings of light to Heaven ' tis fled ! HORACE , BOOK III . ODE XIX . WHAT years from Inachus ...
... Thou , Mourner ! dry that thoughtless tear , gaze no more upon the dead ; And " Tis but a solitary bier ! No earthly spirit lingers there ; On wings of light to Heaven ' tis fled ! HORACE , BOOK III . ODE XIX . WHAT years from Inachus ...
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THE BRITON'S LAMENT FOR ITALY . Он , Italy ! thou fair and fated land , How sigh'd the soul of sympathy for thee , When Freedom's steel first glitter'd in thy hand , When first thy children , panting to be free , The banner rais'd for ...
THE BRITON'S LAMENT FOR ITALY . Он , Italy ! thou fair and fated land , How sigh'd the soul of sympathy for thee , When Freedom's steel first glitter'd in thy hand , When first thy children , panting to be free , The banner rais'd for ...
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... thou the tale ; " or with honest Fluellin , " It is not well done , mark you now , to take tales out of my mouth ere it is made an end and finished . " But waving the in- civility of such interruptions , they generally disappoint their ...
... thou the tale ; " or with honest Fluellin , " It is not well done , mark you now , to take tales out of my mouth ere it is made an end and finished . " But waving the in- civility of such interruptions , they generally disappoint their ...
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... thou to thy master , or thy dame ? Puppy . Oh , John Clay ! John Clay ! John Clay ! What of John Clay ? Turfe . Clay ... thou of the serving - man ? Where's Awdry ? Puppy . Gone with the serving - man , gone with the serving - man . Dame ...
... thou to thy master , or thy dame ? Puppy . Oh , John Clay ! John Clay ! John Clay ! What of John Clay ? Turfe . Clay ... thou of the serving - man ? Where's Awdry ? Puppy . Gone with the serving - man , gone with the serving - man . Dame ...
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... Thou shalt be whipped with wire , and stewed in brine , Smarting in lingering pickle , & c . " - that other scene , in which she swears Ah ! false villain , false traitor , I'll tear the hair off thy cruel head . Would the gods it were ...
... Thou shalt be whipped with wire , and stewed in brine , Smarting in lingering pickle , & c . " - that other scene , in which she swears Ah ! false villain , false traitor , I'll tear the hair off thy cruel head . Would the gods it were ...
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Сторінка 129 - Have children climbed those knees, and kissed that face? What was thy name and station, age and race ? Statue of flesh, Immortal of the dead ! Imperishable type of evanescence, Posthumous man, who quitt'st thy narrow bed, And standest undecayed within our presence, Thou wilt hear nothing till the judgment morning, When the great Trump shall thrill thee with its warning.
Сторінка 311 - So much they scorn the crowd, that if the throng By chance go right, they purposely go wrong; So schismatics the plain believers quit, And are but damn'd for having too much wit.
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Сторінка 128 - Since first thy form was in this box extended, We have, above-ground, seen some strange mutations. The Roman empire has begun and ended, New worlds have risen — we have lost old nations, And countless Kings have into dust been humbled, While not a fragment of thy flesh has crumbled.
Сторінка 265 - Who, that surveys this span of earth we press, — This speck of life in time's great wilderness, This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities ! — Would sully the bright spot, or leave it bare, When he might build him a proud temple there A name that long shall hallow all its space, And be each purer soul's high resting-place?
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Сторінка 128 - Tell us - for doubtless thou canst recollect To whom should we assign the Sphinx's fame? Was Cheops or Cephrenes architect Of either pyramid that bears his name? Is Pompey's Pillar really a misnomer? Had Thebes a hundred gates, as sung by Homer?
Сторінка 129 - O'erthrew Osiris, Orus, Apis, Isis, And shook the Pyramids with fear and wonder, When the gigantic Memnon fell asunder?