Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 14William Blackwood, 1823 |
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... face of a fat milkmaid . The Sun is by his side , a clumsy reservoir of light ; and the floating gatherers of the radiance seem perplexed between the double service of filling their urns , and sailing round their ring . The Sun lies ...
... face of a fat milkmaid . The Sun is by his side , a clumsy reservoir of light ; and the floating gatherers of the radiance seem perplexed between the double service of filling their urns , and sailing round their ring . The Sun lies ...
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... face has es- caped Wilkie , and the resemblance is lost in a mass of a heavy and feature- less shade . No. 151 - Arthur Lord Capel de- fending Colchester , in 1648 , by Coo- per - This artist has obtained repu- tation by painting battle ...
... face has es- caped Wilkie , and the resemblance is lost in a mass of a heavy and feature- less shade . No. 151 - Arthur Lord Capel de- fending Colchester , in 1648 , by Coo- per - This artist has obtained repu- tation by painting battle ...
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... face , drove at a gallop four horses , which carried us round Mount Canigou . The plain had not yet received a ray ... faces are round and animated , wear a handkerchief , which , spreading like a veil at the back of the head , is fasten ...
... face , drove at a gallop four horses , which carried us round Mount Canigou . The plain had not yet received a ray ... faces are round and animated , wear a handkerchief , which , spreading like a veil at the back of the head , is fasten ...
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... better . The old fellow's face , you observe , is round , and drawn to a point at the nose ; his eyes are almost quite shut ; his firm lip projects about an inch beyond his pim- pled proboscis , 1823 . 21 No. 1. On George Cruikshank .
... better . The old fellow's face , you observe , is round , and drawn to a point at the nose ; his eyes are almost quite shut ; his firm lip projects about an inch beyond his pim- pled proboscis , 1823 . 21 No. 1. On George Cruikshank .
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... face So dreads , or so abhors . 7 . " In snows on rocks , sweet Flower of Gnide , · Thou wert not cradled , wert not born , She who has not a fault beside Should ne'er be signalized for scorn ; Else , tremble at the fate forlorn Of ...
... face So dreads , or so abhors . 7 . " In snows on rocks , sweet Flower of Gnide , · Thou wert not cradled , wert not born , She who has not a fault beside Should ne'er be signalized for scorn ; Else , tremble at the fate forlorn Of ...
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الصفحة 344 - And every one that was in distress, and every one that was in debt, and every one that was discontented, gathered themselves unto him; and he became a captain over them: and there were with him about four hundred men.
الصفحة 396 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
الصفحة 157 - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
الصفحة 265 - THE measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin, — rime being no necessary adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame metre...
الصفحة 266 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
الصفحة 481 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow, now at least fifty years ago; and the milkmaid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
الصفحة 482 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
الصفحة 288 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
الصفحة 482 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
الصفحة 481 - No, I thank you; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by your daughter when I last passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days since. MILK- WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, "Come, shepherds, deck your herds"? or "As at noon Dulcina rested"?