The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles Lettres, المجلد 2Ballantyne, 1829 Vol. 2 includes "The poet Shelley--his unpublished work, T̀he wandering Jew'" (p. 43-45, [57]-60) |
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الصفحة 24
... happy event . Every chair , stool , and bench , being occu- pied , Robin and his chum , Tammy Tacket , took posses - asked Robin ; " I kent him weel ance in a day . " sion of the top of the meal girnel ; and , as they were ele- vated ...
... happy event . Every chair , stool , and bench , being occu- pied , Robin and his chum , Tammy Tacket , took posses - asked Robin ; " I kent him weel ance in a day . " sion of the top of the meal girnel ; and , as they were ele- vated ...
الصفحة 40
... happy or adverse cir- cumstances , whether comic or grave , —whether a York- But now that we have seen what it is impossible shire clown or an Irish bog - trotter , we are perfectly that the Edinburgh Theatre could be in the present ...
... happy or adverse cir- cumstances , whether comic or grave , —whether a York- But now that we have seen what it is impossible shire clown or an Irish bog - trotter , we are perfectly that the Edinburgh Theatre could be in the present ...
الصفحة 43
... happy principles which Shelley was induced to adopt , and whose spirit he was too much in the habit of infusing into his writings , we hesitate not to own the great ad- miration we have ever entertained for his profound abi- lities ...
... happy principles which Shelley was induced to adopt , and whose spirit he was too much in the habit of infusing into his writings , we hesitate not to own the great ad- miration we have ever entertained for his profound abi- lities ...
الصفحة 44
... happy , and he spends a wild , uneasy life : " Strange business , and of import vast , On things which long ago were past , Drew Paulo oft from home ; Then would a darker , deeper shade , By sorrow traced , his brow o'erspread , And o ...
... happy , and he spends a wild , uneasy life : " Strange business , and of import vast , On things which long ago were past , Drew Paulo oft from home ; Then would a darker , deeper shade , By sorrow traced , his brow o'erspread , And o ...
الصفحة 53
... happy nuptial day- With all their colours ; there the month of May Is ever dwelling , all is young and green ; There's not a grass on which was ever seen The falling autumn or cold winter's hand , So full of heat and virtue is the land ...
... happy nuptial day- With all their colours ; there the month of May Is ever dwelling , all is young and green ; There's not a grass on which was ever seen The falling autumn or cold winter's hand , So full of heat and virtue is the land ...
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الصفحة 127 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, - the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods - rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
الصفحة 127 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
الصفحة 127 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
الصفحة 127 - So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
الصفحة 127 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth, and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
الصفحة 183 - Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! 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 127 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
الصفحة 128 - And what if cheerful shouts at noon Come, from the village sent, Or songs of maids, beneath the moon With fairy laughter blent? And what if, in the evening light, Betrothed lovers walk in sight Of my low monument? I would the lovely scene around Might know no sadder sight nor sound.
الصفحة 127 - Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being...
الصفحة 16 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.