Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 6William Blackwood, 1820 |
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... mind , the im- propriety of the treatment which has been bestowed upon Mr Coleridge , is mightily increased by the ... minds of all feeling and intelligent men , with those of the few chosen spirits that have touched in so many ages of ...
... mind , the im- propriety of the treatment which has been bestowed upon Mr Coleridge , is mightily increased by the ... minds of all feeling and intelligent men , with those of the few chosen spirits that have touched in so many ages of ...
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... mind has not rejoiced habitually in the luxury of visionary and superstitious reveries . He that is determined to try every thing by the standard of what is called com- mon sense , and who has an aversion to admit , even in poetry , of ...
... mind has not rejoiced habitually in the luxury of visionary and superstitious reveries . He that is determined to try every thing by the standard of what is called com- mon sense , and who has an aversion to admit , even in poetry , of ...
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... mind that he has beheld his sister . Zarinel , whose minstrelsy , mean- while , had delighted the revellers , now languid and weary from the past VOL . VI . gayety , and with a mind at variance with itself , seeks the shore . As thus ...
... mind that he has beheld his sister . Zarinel , whose minstrelsy , mean- while , had delighted the revellers , now languid and weary from the past VOL . VI . gayety , and with a mind at variance with itself , seeks the shore . As thus ...
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... mind , lifting up into general know- ledge truths that have long been lost sight of even by the wisest philanthro- pists . We shall have much satisfac- tion in following Dr Chalmers through- out his interesting inquiries and specu ...
... mind , lifting up into general know- ledge truths that have long been lost sight of even by the wisest philanthro- pists . We shall have much satisfac- tion in following Dr Chalmers through- out his interesting inquiries and specu ...
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... mind to its contempla- tions that these were the days , when a generous enthusiasm for the glories of his profession , met with nothing to stifle or vul- garise it - that these were the days , when the man of prayer , and the man of ...
... mind to its contempla- tions that these were the days , when a generous enthusiasm for the glories of his profession , met with nothing to stifle or vul- garise it - that these were the days , when the man of prayer , and the man of ...
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Сторінка 5 - And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed mariner. The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she : Nodding their heads before her goes The merry minstrelsy. The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot chuse but hear— And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed mariner. In the beginning of the
Сторінка 7 - He made and loveth all. The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar, Is gone ; and now the Wedding-guest Turned from the bridegroom's door. He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn : A SADDER AND A WISER MAN, HE
Сторінка 12 - his knees ; And how she tended him in vain—- And ever strove to expiate The scorn that crazed his brain. And that she nursed him in a cave ; And how his madness went away, When on the yellow forest-leaves A dying man he lay. His dying words—but when I
Сторінка 5 - The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howl'd, Like noises in a swound ! At length did cross an Albatross : Thorough the fog it came ; As if it had been a Christian soul, We hailed it
Сторінка 6 - the white Moon-shine. 4< God save thee, ancient Mariner ! From the fiends that plague thee thus !— Why look'st thou so ?"—With my crossbow I shot the ALBATROSS ! All the subsequent miseries of the crew are represented by the poet as having been the consequences of this
Сторінка 10 - there came A tongue of light, a fit of flame ; And Christabel saw the lady's eye, And nothing else saw she thereby* Save the boss of the shield of Sir Leoline tall, Which hung in a murky old nitch in the wall. О softly tread, said Christabel, My father seldom sleepeth well. Sweet Christabel her feet
Сторінка 10 - kennel, the mastiff old Lay fast asleep, in moonshine cold. The mastiff old did not awake, Yet she an angry moan did make ! And what can ail the mastiff bitch ? Never till now she utter'd yell Beneath the eye of Christabel. Perhaps it is the owlet's scritch : For what can ail the mastiff bitch ? They
Сторінка 10 - her chamber door ; And now with eager feet press down The rushes of her chamber floor. The moon shines dim in the open air, And not a moonbeam enters here. But they without its light can see The chamber carv'd so curiously, Carv'd with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's bruin,
Сторінка 6 - day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion, As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink ; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot : О Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea,
Сторінка 6 - have diced for the ship's crew—and she, the latter, has won the ancient Mariner. These verses are, we think, quite new. The second of them is, perhaps, the most exquisite in the whole poem. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice ; " The game is done ! I've won, I've won !" Quoth she, and whistles thrice. The Sun't rim