Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 14W. Blackwood & Sons, 1823 |
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... live . The advantage of a little proper reading may be illustrated by the his- tory of George Cruikshank - as well as by that of any other individual I have the pleasure of not being per- sonally acquainted with . I admit , that he ...
... live . The advantage of a little proper reading may be illustrated by the his- tory of George Cruikshank - as well as by that of any other individual I have the pleasure of not being per- sonally acquainted with . I admit , that he ...
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... lives . Meph . Such end , with horror , I expect . Mar. Then , worthy sir , in time reflect . ( They pass back , as ... live ; My brother was a soldier bred ; One sister , younger than myself , is dead . I had much trouble with the ...
... lives . Meph . Such end , with horror , I expect . Mar. Then , worthy sir , in time reflect . ( They pass back , as ... live ; My brother was a soldier bred ; One sister , younger than myself , is dead . I had much trouble with the ...
الصفحة 37
... live till day ! - Is it not time when morn has sprung ? [ She stands up . And I am yet so young ! so young ! And yet so soon to perish by your laws . Once I was fair too- that is just the cause . One friend was near me then he too is ...
... live till day ! - Is it not time when morn has sprung ? [ She stands up . And I am yet so young ! so young ! And yet so soon to perish by your laws . Once I was fair too- that is just the cause . One friend was near me then he too is ...
الصفحة 38
... live till I shall trace For each their separate burial - place . You must prepare betimes to - morrow Our home of sorrow . For my poor mother keep the best ; My brother next to her shall rest . Me , Margaret , you must lay aside , Some ...
... live till I shall trace For each their separate burial - place . You must prepare betimes to - morrow Our home of sorrow . For my poor mother keep the best ; My brother next to her shall rest . Me , Margaret , you must lay aside , Some ...
الصفحة 39
... live . soul I give ! Meph . ( to Faust . ) Come ! come ! or tarry else with her to die . Marg . Heaven , I am thine ! to thy em- brace I fly ! Hover around , ye angel bands ! Save me ! defy him where he stands . Henry , I shudder ...
... live . soul I give ! Meph . ( to Faust . ) Come ! come ! or tarry else with her to die . Marg . Heaven , I am thine ! to thy em- brace I fly ! Hover around , ye angel bands ! Save me ! defy him where he stands . Henry , I shudder ...
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الصفحة 336 - 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 259 - 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 376 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
الصفحة 260 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
الصفحة 464 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
الصفحة 470 - John Keats, who was killed off by one critique, Just as he really promised something great, If not intelligible, without Greek Contrived to talk about the gods of late, Much as they might have been supposed to speak. Poor fellow ! His was an untoward fate ; 'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuffed out by an article.
الصفحة 467 - Angling is somewhat like poetry, men are to be born so: I mean, with inclinations to it, though both may be heightened by discourse and practice : but he that hopes to be a good angler, must not only bring an inquiring, searching, observing wit, but he must bring a large measure of hope and patience, and a love and propensity to the art itself; but having once got and practised it, then doubt not but Angling will prove to be so pleasant that it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself.
الصفحة 461 - With the swift pilgrim's daubed nest; The groves already did rejoice, In Philomel's triumphing voice, The showers were short, the weather mild, The morning fresh, the evening smiled. Joan takes her neat-rubbed pail, and now She trips to milk the sand-red cow; Where, for some sturdy foot-ball swain, Joan strokes a syllabub or twain; The fields and gardens were beset With tulips, crocus, violet; And now, though late, the modest rose Did more than half a blush disclose. Thus all looks gay, and full...
الصفحة 464 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
الصفحة 461 - Nature seem'd in love: The lusty sap began to move; Fresh juice did stir th' embracing vines, And birds had drawn their valentines, The jealous Trout, that low did lie, Rose at a well dissembled fly; There stood my friend with patient skill, Attending of his trembling quill.