The London Magazine, Volum 8Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1823 |
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Pàgina 28
... hand of Time ! 16 . Sweet flows thy unprotected river still , And shepherd swains upon its banks reside ; And the smooth waters pass by many a hill , Down which perchance hath rush'd the crimson tide When war's red hand that stream's ...
... hand of Time ! 16 . Sweet flows thy unprotected river still , And shepherd swains upon its banks reside ; And the smooth waters pass by many a hill , Down which perchance hath rush'd the crimson tide When war's red hand that stream's ...
Pàgina 32
... hand the dazzling In the opposite corner of the room bowers , is a portrait of a female ( by the same ) , Its living hues where the warm pencil pours , in which every thing is as clear , and And breathing forms from the rude marble ...
... hand the dazzling In the opposite corner of the room bowers , is a portrait of a female ( by the same ) , Its living hues where the warm pencil pours , in which every thing is as clear , and And breathing forms from the rude marble ...
Pàgina 35
... hand side of country , where we used to contem- the room , is the Meeting of Jacob and plate it by the hour together , and Laban , by Murillo . It is a lively , day after day , and “ sigh our souls " out - of - door scene , full of ...
... hand side of country , where we used to contem- the room , is the Meeting of Jacob and plate it by the hour together , and Laban , by Murillo . It is a lively , day after day , and “ sigh our souls " out - of - door scene , full of ...
Pàgina 53
... hand were fairer than lily - flowers That palely smile on the April hours , The ivory comb seem'd dark compared To her whiter hand and arm , when bared , As she stood by the verdant river , The flowing Guadalquivir . The birds were ...
... hand were fairer than lily - flowers That palely smile on the April hours , The ivory comb seem'd dark compared To her whiter hand and arm , when bared , As she stood by the verdant river , The flowing Guadalquivir . The birds were ...
Pàgina 71
... hand of Noah , who plucked the first grape . ' Next comes my own happy countryman , finding fault with every thing , devouring every thing , and paying for every thing . He curses the post - boy for going too slow and time , for going ...
... hand of Noah , who plucked the first grape . ' Next comes my own happy countryman , finding fault with every thing , devouring every thing , and paying for every thing . He curses the post - boy for going too slow and time , for going ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 85 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Pàgina 68 - A quibble is the golden apple for which he will always turn aside from his career or stoop from his elevation. A quibble, poor and barren as it is, gave him such delight that he was content to purchase it by the sacrifice of reason, propriety, and truth. A quibble was to him the fatal Cleopatra for which he lost the world, and was content to lose it.
Pàgina 275 - Let it be so ; thy truth then be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist and cease to be...
Pàgina 597 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Pàgina 249 - Despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease; 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head: And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
Pàgina 597 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Pàgina 646 - Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Pàgina 408 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pàgina 174 - Soon after, I perceived that I had suffered a paralytic stroke, and that my speech was taken from me. I had no pain, and so little dejection in this dreadful state, that I wondered at my own apathy; and considered that perhaps death itself, when it should come, would excite less horror than seems now to attend it.
Pàgina 355 - Duncan," and adequately to expound "the deep damnation of his taking off," this was to be expressed with peculiar energy. We were to be made to feel that the human nature, ie...