Contributions to the Edinburgh Review by Francis Jeffrey, المجلد 2Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1846 |
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... death of Henry VI . it is said that one half of the nobility and gentry in the kingdom had perished in the field , or on the scaffold ! " - The golden age of Elizabeth has often been extolled , and the genius of Spenser delineated ...
... death of Henry VI . it is said that one half of the nobility and gentry in the kingdom had perished in the field , or on the scaffold ! " - The golden age of Elizabeth has often been extolled , and the genius of Spenser delineated ...
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... deaths . There damned souls Roar without pity ; there are gluttons fed With toads and adders ; there is burning oil Pour ... Death , and a swift repining wrath ! -Yet look , What see you in mine eyes ? Ann . FORD - - HIS PATHETIC SCENES ...
... deaths . There damned souls Roar without pity ; there are gluttons fed With toads and adders ; there is burning oil Pour ... Death , and a swift repining wrath ! -Yet look , What see you in mine eyes ? Ann . FORD - - HIS PATHETIC SCENES ...
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... her . When thou art dead I'll give my reasons for ' t ; for to dispute With thee , even in thy death , most lovely beauty , Would make me stagger to perform this act Which I most glory in . 60 FORD HIS TRAGEDY OF THE BROKEN HEART . Ann.
... her . When thou art dead I'll give my reasons for ' t ; for to dispute With thee , even in thy death , most lovely beauty , Would make me stagger to perform this act Which I most glory in . 60 FORD HIS TRAGEDY OF THE BROKEN HEART . Ann.
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... death of Desdemona ; and , taking it as a detached scene , we think it rather the more beautiful of the two . The sweetness of the diction - the natural tone of tenderness and pas- sion - the strange perversion of kind and magnanimous ...
... death of Desdemona ; and , taking it as a detached scene , we think it rather the more beautiful of the two . The sweetness of the diction - the natural tone of tenderness and pas- sion - the strange perversion of kind and magnanimous ...
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... death for : My glass of life , sweet princess , hath few minutes Remaining to run down ; the sands are spent ; For by an inward messenger I feel The summons of departure short and certain . Cal . You feed too much your melancholy . Pen ...
... death for : My glass of life , sweet princess , hath few minutes Remaining to run down ; the sands are spent ; For by an inward messenger I feel The summons of departure short and certain . Cal . You feed too much your melancholy . Pen ...
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الصفحة 437 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
الصفحة 370 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
الصفحة 77 - Would he were fatter: — But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
الصفحة 369 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
الصفحة 372 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
الصفحة 437 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
الصفحة 437 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
الصفحة 372 - 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.
الصفحة 156 - Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
الصفحة 156 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; Wi...