The Border Magazine, Volum 1John Rennison, 1833 |
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... Hope that is in us Tales of my Landlord . Fourth and Last Series Adventures of a Dramatist Blackwood's Magazine , for December , 1831 . The Working Man's Companion . The Physician - Cholera The Anatomy of Drunkenness 270 , 301 - 277 278 ...
... Hope that is in us Tales of my Landlord . Fourth and Last Series Adventures of a Dramatist Blackwood's Magazine , for December , 1831 . The Working Man's Companion . The Physician - Cholera The Anatomy of Drunkenness 270 , 301 - 277 278 ...
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... Public alone , they confidently hope that , if instruction and amusement form an agreeable visitor , the Border Magazine will not be an unwelcome guest . No sooner was the above printed and circulated , than 2 INTRODUCTION .
... Public alone , they confidently hope that , if instruction and amusement form an agreeable visitor , the Border Magazine will not be an unwelcome guest . No sooner was the above printed and circulated , than 2 INTRODUCTION .
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... hope , in conclusion , that the readers of the Border Magazine will suspend judgment for a time , since , while No. I. will un- doubtedly contain much to deserve approbation , the arrangement and selection of materials cannot possibly ...
... hope , in conclusion , that the readers of the Border Magazine will suspend judgment for a time , since , while No. I. will un- doubtedly contain much to deserve approbation , the arrangement and selection of materials cannot possibly ...
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... hope my lad will escape harm . I cautioned him this morning against Johnny War- dle's folly , who , while shouting out Neck or nothing , ' and heedless of his road , precipitated his horse over the edge of a deep gravel pit , and sure ...
... hope my lad will escape harm . I cautioned him this morning against Johnny War- dle's folly , who , while shouting out Neck or nothing , ' and heedless of his road , precipitated his horse over the edge of a deep gravel pit , and sure ...
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... Hope for mercy through Christ , " I gently whispered- " He died for the very chief of sinners . " " But , " responded she , in a low intermitting voice , " did he die for those who only knew they had been the chief of sinners on the bed ...
... Hope for mercy through Christ , " I gently whispered- " He died for the very chief of sinners . " " But , " responded she , in a low intermitting voice , " did he die for those who only knew they had been the chief of sinners on the bed ...
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Pàgina 299 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Pàgina 50 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Pàgina 51 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores, I change, but I cannot die.
Pàgina 52 - Rather admire; or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb...
Pàgina 159 - 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 52 - To ask or search I blame thee not ; for Heaven Is as the Book of God before thee set, Wherein to read his wondrous works...
Pàgina 299 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.
Pàgina 62 - To make a government requires no great prudence. Settle the seat of power, teach obedience, and the work is done. To give freedom is still more easy. It is not necessary to guide ; it only requires to let go the rein. But to form a free government, that is, to temper together these opposite elements of liberty and restraint in one consistent work, requires much thought, deep reflection, a sagacious, powerful, and combining mind.
Pàgina 50 - Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm Like to the fabled...
Pàgina 299 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.