Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volum 2William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1832 |
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Pàgina 6
... true office , it will be said by their enemies , proves either that they know not their true position , and then are they imbecile ; or that knowing it , they endeavour to escape from its obligations , and to deceive the people , and ...
... true office , it will be said by their enemies , proves either that they know not their true position , and then are they imbecile ; or that knowing it , they endeavour to escape from its obligations , and to deceive the people , and ...
Pàgina 8
... true character of the contest . The Reform Bill has been sought only as a means , as a step to further reforms ; reforms as well in the frame of our government , that which is usually termed the constitution , as in the various laws ...
... true character of the contest . The Reform Bill has been sought only as a means , as a step to further reforms ; reforms as well in the frame of our government , that which is usually termed the constitution , as in the various laws ...
Pàgina 19
... true , that , if the people do not find in them faithful stewards , and leaders in this their great struggle against the friends of bad government , they will seek for others in their own ranks ; but this search will not be made , if ...
... true , that , if the people do not find in them faithful stewards , and leaders in this their great struggle against the friends of bad government , they will seek for others in their own ranks ; but this search will not be made , if ...
Pàgina 26
... True and noble friend , " said he , 66 you were ever kind and faithful to me in our lives , and this that you have now done is the best and truest deed of all . — I thank God - I bless you - pray for me - forgive me - but O she never ...
... True and noble friend , " said he , 66 you were ever kind and faithful to me in our lives , and this that you have now done is the best and truest deed of all . — I thank God - I bless you - pray for me - forgive me - but O she never ...
Pàgina 27
... true brother , and would not be his lady though he had been king of France ; at the least she said so . The Count was near out of his mind , as all men know ; but that which men know not - alas , that it should be to say - on the ...
... true brother , and would not be his lady though he had been king of France ; at the least she said so . The Count was near out of his mind , as all men know ; but that which men know not - alas , that it should be to say - on the ...
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Pàgina 331 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Pàgina 332 - The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these. 1 bind the sun's throne with a burning zone, And the moon's with a girdle of pearl ; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Pàgina 331 - The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines, groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Pàgina 334 - Liquid Peneus was flowing, And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow, outgrowing The light of the dying day, Speeded by my sweet pipings. The Sileni, and Sylvans, and Fauns, And the nymphs of the woods and waves...
Pàgina 29 - Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Pàgina 332 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit, one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings.
Pàgina 333 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
Pàgina 331 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Pàgina 333 - I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas ! My heart beats loud and fast: Oh ! press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last!
Pàgina 102 - Make net-work of the dark blue light of day, And the night's noontide clearness, mutable As shapes in the weird clouds. Soft mossy lawns Beneath these canopies extend their swells, Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms Minute yet beautiful.