Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 45William Blackwood, 1839 |
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... hour when I heard of my adviser's death that I vowed never again to meet my siren , at least till years and events should have altered our relative positions . I kept my vow . It was but one of many services that your mother rendered me ...
... hour when I heard of my adviser's death that I vowed never again to meet my siren , at least till years and events should have altered our relative positions . I kept my vow . It was but one of many services that your mother rendered me ...
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... hour had been in place of years of mutual sympathy . The next day Collins went , in pur- suance of his promise , to see the poor basketmaker of whom Maria had spo- ken , and who was commonly known in the neighbourhood by the name of ...
... hour had been in place of years of mutual sympathy . The next day Collins went , in pur- suance of his promise , to see the poor basketmaker of whom Maria had spo- ken , and who was commonly known in the neighbourhood by the name of ...
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... hour I cannot remember , without some surprise , how much I learned from him even in the course of a few months . He taught me to see in art a world akin to , but distinct from , the natural one , and representing all its rude vast ...
... hour I cannot remember , without some surprise , how much I learned from him even in the course of a few months . He taught me to see in art a world akin to , but distinct from , the natural one , and representing all its rude vast ...
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... hour to this , his wife and family got no good of him . Nothing now went down with the poor fellow but guilds , and boards , and sub - committees - freeman by birth , and freeman by grace especial , he was so much absorbed in his public ...
... hour to this , his wife and family got no good of him . Nothing now went down with the poor fellow but guilds , and boards , and sub - committees - freeman by birth , and freeman by grace especial , he was so much absorbed in his public ...
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... hour and twenty minutes , or per- haps the time appeared longer than it really was ; for , independent of the disagreeable circumstance itself , the morning was cold , and an additional , or rather , a blanket was much desired . I have ...
... hour and twenty minutes , or per- haps the time appeared longer than it really was ; for , independent of the disagreeable circumstance itself , the morning was cold , and an additional , or rather , a blanket was much desired . I have ...
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الصفحة 551 - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
الصفحة 491 - From Greenland's icy mountains ; From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river ; From many a palmy plain ; They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
الصفحة 315 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 182 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
الصفحة 138 - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
الصفحة 312 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 138 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
الصفحة 136 - And mid the varied landscape weep. But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail? Or tears which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail?
الصفحة 537 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
الصفحة 574 - Hope's deluding glass; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.