Blackwood's Magazine, Том 45W. Blackwood, 1839 |
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... scene was that of lonely quiet . But the hum of the bees , the murmur of the little stream , and the voice of the faint wind among the leaves , unbroken by the clamour of suffering or of heedless human existence , were sounds to which ...
... scene was that of lonely quiet . But the hum of the bees , the murmur of the little stream , and the voice of the faint wind among the leaves , unbroken by the clamour of suffering or of heedless human existence , were sounds to which ...
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... scene between himself and Col- lins , and came to the conclusion that it resembled one which might be worth painting between Luther and Leo X. Collins , he thought , would probably be as well pleased with the part of the reformer which ...
... scene between himself and Col- lins , and came to the conclusion that it resembled one which might be worth painting between Luther and Leo X. Collins , he thought , would probably be as well pleased with the part of the reformer which ...
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... scene and images of bronze . She looked at Fowler from under her straw - bonnet with some wonder and anxiety , but with unalterable kindness , and waited till he should speak . He turned down his bright blue eyes for some time , leaning ...
... scene and images of bronze . She looked at Fowler from under her straw - bonnet with some wonder and anxiety , but with unalterable kindness , and waited till he should speak . He turned down his bright blue eyes for some time , leaning ...
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... scene with Walsingham , and suggested to her more vividly than any thing before the change of her position in the world . She tried , however , to fix her thoughts upon the obscure grave and history of her mother , and to find her own ...
... scene with Walsingham , and suggested to her more vividly than any thing before the change of her position in the world . She tried , however , to fix her thoughts upon the obscure grave and history of her mother , and to find her own ...
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... scene . The banditti moved off - and seeing their backs about thirty or forty yards from us , we thought it time to re - assume our dignity , " Cælumque tueri , Et erectos ad sidera tollere vultus . " We left our Italian copartners in ...
... scene . The banditti moved off - and seeing their backs about thirty or forty yards from us , we thought it time to re - assume our dignity , " Cælumque tueri , Et erectos ad sidera tollere vultus . " We left our Italian copartners in ...
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Сторінка 311 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...
Сторінка 313 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Сторінка 310 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Сторінка 483 - From Greenland's icy mountains ; From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river ; From many a palmy plain ; They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Сторінка 311 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
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Сторінка 525 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Сторінка 130 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Сторінка 130 - A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure?
Сторінка 130 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.