The Illustrated Magazine, Volumes 23-24Ward and Lock, 1867 - Literature |
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... give all her works a finish even more deli- cate than that of summer , working , as Emerson says of our English ... gives a more vivid sensation than the diffused brilliancy of summer . The sunbeams maintain a thousand secondary fires in ...
... give all her works a finish even more deli- cate than that of summer , working , as Emerson says of our English ... gives a more vivid sensation than the diffused brilliancy of summer . The sunbeams maintain a thousand secondary fires in ...
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... gives drawings of a few of these snow - blossoms , which he watched falling for hours , the whole air being filled with ... give a sensation of some- thing formidable ; and when the mercury sud- denly falls meanwhile , and the wind rises ...
... gives drawings of a few of these snow - blossoms , which he watched falling for hours , the whole air being filled with ... give a sensation of some- thing formidable ; and when the mercury sud- denly falls meanwhile , and the wind rises ...
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... gives us a list of the contents of his wardrobe , and tells us that Charlemagne was much attached to his national ... give great Charlemagne a pen in his hand And write to her a love - line . " The Emperor was a devout Catholic , and ...
... gives us a list of the contents of his wardrobe , and tells us that Charlemagne was much attached to his national ... give great Charlemagne a pen in his hand And write to her a love - line . " The Emperor was a devout Catholic , and ...
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... give all I had in the world for that bit of gold ; all I had in the world . " And then , standing there , looking at her mother , watching the worn face , and seeing the tears of regret and longing for the lost treasure which rolled ...
... give all I had in the world for that bit of gold ; all I had in the world . " And then , standing there , looking at her mother , watching the worn face , and seeing the tears of regret and longing for the lost treasure which rolled ...
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... give you that if you show me his room . " The child held out her thin , dirty hand . " Don't you try to gammon me with your tricks , " she said . " Is it good ? " Then , having satisfied herself that the coin was genuine , she added ...
... give you that if you show me his room . " The child held out her thin , dirty hand . " Don't you try to gammon me with your tricks , " she said . " Is it good ? " Then , having satisfied herself that the coin was genuine , she added ...
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Page 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Page 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Page 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Page 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Page 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Page 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Page 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Page 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.