Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 3William Blackwood, 1818 |
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... leave the water every day to prey upon the cattle of the neighbouring farmers . Many unsuccessful attacks were made upon it , during which several men lost their lives , but at last it was surprised in a narrow defile by means of a net ...
... leave the water every day to prey upon the cattle of the neighbouring farmers . Many unsuccessful attacks were made upon it , during which several men lost their lives , but at last it was surprised in a narrow defile by means of a net ...
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... leave it with you to decide whether that would not go on as well without the squeeze as with it . At all events , I hope the ladies who invite me to their routs will henceforth keep some little anti- chamber for frail toes and whist . I ...
... leave it with you to decide whether that would not go on as well without the squeeze as with it . At all events , I hope the ladies who invite me to their routs will henceforth keep some little anti- chamber for frail toes and whist . I ...
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... leave an obolus in the pockets of their companions ; nor with Greeks , who are sad impostors . Again , your handsome ... leaves them in our power . Xeno's philosophy had once been his pride ; but a softness of heart now crept in upon him ...
... leave an obolus in the pockets of their companions ; nor with Greeks , who are sad impostors . Again , your handsome ... leaves them in our power . Xeno's philosophy had once been his pride ; but a softness of heart now crept in upon him ...
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... leave to spend my time in Calabria , or Apulea , or some of those delightful provinces where the ground is covered with yellow sheaves , and where the days are so beautiful , that if a person merely walks about in the open air , it is ...
... leave to spend my time in Calabria , or Apulea , or some of those delightful provinces where the ground is covered with yellow sheaves , and where the days are so beautiful , that if a person merely walks about in the open air , it is ...
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... leave , for the present , of Odoherty and the Dilet- tanti Society , with an extract from his longest and latest poem , entitled " Young's Night Thoughts " ( a hu- morous allusion to the before - men- tioned celebrated tavern ) . Lively ...
... leave , for the present , of Odoherty and the Dilet- tanti Society , with an extract from his longest and latest poem , entitled " Young's Night Thoughts " ( a hu- morous allusion to the before - men- tioned celebrated tavern ) . Lively ...
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Сторінка 219 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; 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 224 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible,— even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
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Сторінка 328 - Archangel ; but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek ; but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge. Cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Сторінка 522 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
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Сторінка 328 - So spake the cherub; and his grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace Invincible: abash'd the devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely; saw, and pined His loss: but chiefly to find here observed His lustre visibly impair'd; yet seem'd Undaunted. If I must contend...
Сторінка 219 - 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!
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