Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volum 36W. Blackwood & Sons, 1834 |
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Pàgina 1
... seemed to float on along with us , lustrous at intervals through openings among the trees , and with our pride of horsemanship was blended a sense of beauty in the fleet ng groves . Fields with pastu- ring and ruminating cattle seemed ...
... seemed to float on along with us , lustrous at intervals through openings among the trees , and with our pride of horsemanship was blended a sense of beauty in the fleet ng groves . Fields with pastu- ring and ruminating cattle seemed ...
Pàgina 4
... seemed one - and the two , blended together , forgot their own identity in a common world of clouds . Not clouds of vapour , but clouds of light ! Alike celestial the purity of the ra- diant whiteness and of the lucid azure , attempered ...
... seemed one - and the two , blended together , forgot their own identity in a common world of clouds . Not clouds of vapour , but clouds of light ! Alike celestial the purity of the ra- diant whiteness and of the lucid azure , attempered ...
Pàgina 5
... seemed resolved to go - why , we could not conjecture - as it was not reasonable to suppose , that , imme- diately after lunching on oats , he could have any very urgent desire to dine on saw - dust . The pit was unoccupied ; for those ...
... seemed resolved to go - why , we could not conjecture - as it was not reasonable to suppose , that , imme- diately after lunching on oats , he could have any very urgent desire to dine on saw - dust . The pit was unoccupied ; for those ...
Pàgina 13
... seemed almost slender , though on Mount Ida he could have contended with Paris . A milder countenance or a sunnier you could not see on a summer's day ; and intellect of no common kind was enthroned on that lofty forehead , radiant ...
... seemed almost slender , though on Mount Ida he could have contended with Paris . A milder countenance or a sunnier you could not see on a summer's day ; and intellect of no common kind was enthroned on that lofty forehead , radiant ...
Pàgina 16
... seemed numerous- and you may faintly conceive what a dash of bitterness was thrown into our cup already full to the brim with sufferings , by the appearance , on the edge of the crowd , of the immortal author of the Lyrical Ballads ...
... seemed numerous- and you may faintly conceive what a dash of bitterness was thrown into our cup already full to the brim with sufferings , by the appearance , on the edge of the crowd , of the immortal author of the Lyrical Ballads ...
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ALADDIN alang appeared arms Austria beautiful better Brail BULLER Cæsar called captain character Colonsay Commodus dear death deck Dioclesian Earl Grey Emperor Empire England eyes face Faerie Queen father fear feel felt felucca frae France genius give Government hand head heard heart heaven honour hope human imagination Jacobin King lady land laughing Lennox liberty light Listado look Lord Lord Althorp Louis Philippe Macbeth mair Manningham ment mind Mirabeau morning nation nature ness never night NORTH once party passion person poet political poor present principles racter Regicide revolution revolutionary round Russia sail Sarrans seemed SHEPHERD shew Siddons side sion Sir Oliver spirit tell thing thou thought TICKLER tion truth turn voice Whigs whole wind words young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 566 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Pàgina 548 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone.
Pàgina 549 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Pàgina 561 - Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shuddered, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast: Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dropt to her feet, and full in view, Behold! her bosom and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell!
Pàgina 566 - And all together pray. While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends. And youths and maidens gay...
Pàgina 548 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Pàgina 563 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Pàgina 563 - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Pàgina 541 - O pure of heart ! thou need'st not ask of me What this strong music in the soul may be ! What, and wherein it doth exist, This light, this glory, this fair luminous mist, This beautiful and beauty-making power.
Pàgina 565 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; "We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. "Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.