Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volum 2William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1832 |
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Pàgina 118
... daughter of the Lady Freeling , who had , - Had her tutored in the paths of grace , For , virtue lends a lustre to the face . Mother and daughter live with Sir Joseph Orme , a knight and courtier - the brother of the old lady , and ...
... daughter of the Lady Freeling , who had , - Had her tutored in the paths of grace , For , virtue lends a lustre to the face . Mother and daughter live with Sir Joseph Orme , a knight and courtier - the brother of the old lady , and ...
Pàgina 123
... daughter , the Hartley's . Mr. and Mrs. Benignus , an excellent pair - a French- man of the Carlist , and one of the Movement party , and Captain O'Lucre , an Irish offi- cer on his way to join Don Pedro . This rare jumble of characters ...
... daughter , the Hartley's . Mr. and Mrs. Benignus , an excellent pair - a French- man of the Carlist , and one of the Movement party , and Captain O'Lucre , an Irish offi- cer on his way to join Don Pedro . This rare jumble of characters ...
Pàgina 126
... daughter Clara , converted from " Liberty and Equa- lity " by the rough discipline of a mob , and a secret unrequited penchant for a Tory nobleman , is as over - strained a per- sonage as her father is an absurd one . There is ...
... daughter Clara , converted from " Liberty and Equa- lity " by the rough discipline of a mob , and a secret unrequited penchant for a Tory nobleman , is as over - strained a per- sonage as her father is an absurd one . There is ...
Pàgina 128
... exquisite girlish head , graved by MOTE , as are all the portraits . rea , the Maid of Athens , drawn by On the head of Ada , the daughter of 2 ing feature , or any indication of a character beyond 128 The Fine Arts .
... exquisite girlish head , graved by MOTE , as are all the portraits . rea , the Maid of Athens , drawn by On the head of Ada , the daughter of 2 ing feature , or any indication of a character beyond 128 The Fine Arts .
Pàgina 130
... Daughter . We will not have her palmed off upon us ; and positively deny her identity , even to that small parcel of her charms , the " very seducing dimple . " - And who shall venture to present the world with a Rebecca , an Amy ...
... Daughter . We will not have her palmed off upon us ; and positively deny her identity , even to that small parcel of her charms , the " very seducing dimple . " - And who shall venture to present the world with a Rebecca , an Amy ...
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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.