Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 36W. Blackwood, 1834 |
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... poor Green's door overhung the road more than usual , as it closed the vista . What carts might lie beyond we knew and cared not , only we hoped they might not be loaded with tim- ber . Yet hope , we felt , was strange- ly like fear but ...
... poor Green's door overhung the road more than usual , as it closed the vista . What carts might lie beyond we knew and cared not , only we hoped they might not be loaded with tim- ber . Yet hope , we felt , was strange- ly like fear but ...
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... poor master . Such - like continued to be our ejaculations along the edge of the line of water - lilies , which , even in his affright , Colonsay in- stinctively kept clear of - and we re- joiced to perceive that he was ma- king for the ...
... poor master . Such - like continued to be our ejaculations along the edge of the line of water - lilies , which , even in his affright , Colonsay in- stinctively kept clear of - and we re- joiced to perceive that he was ma- king for the ...
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... poor sailor , who has been condemn- ed , month after month , to the gruff society of great he men , and whose horizon has during all that time been the distant meeting of sea and sky . Hillo , Brail , my boy - Brail . " " 6 " What is ...
... poor sailor , who has been condemn- ed , month after month , to the gruff society of great he men , and whose horizon has during all that time been the distant meeting of sea and sky . Hillo , Brail , my boy - Brail . " " 6 " What is ...
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... poor fellow , brought the hat , an old silk one , worn white at the edges , with the pasteboard frame- work appearing in numberless places - a most shocking bad hat cer- tainly . He held it up to the lieuten- ant . The Irishman looked ...
... poor fellow , brought the hat , an old silk one , worn white at the edges , with the pasteboard frame- work appearing in numberless places - a most shocking bad hat cer- tainly . He held it up to the lieuten- ant . The Irishman looked ...
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... poor ship ! All seemed confu- sion on board of her . Whether it was that they had been deceived by the long time the ... poor wo- men on board must have been in ! " " Terrible , " said Donovan . " Bad enough for the men , but how I do ...
... poor ship ! All seemed confu- sion on board of her . Whether it was that they had been deceived by the long time the ... poor wo- men on board must have been in ! " " Terrible , " said Donovan . " Bad enough for the men , but how I do ...
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Página 521 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled...
Página 537 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roar'd the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold : And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Página 521 - O, struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink : Companion of the...
Página 536 - The Wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Página 537 - And some in dreams assured were Of. the Spirit that plagued us so; Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow.
Página 514 - Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud — We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light.
Página 535 - Wordsworth, on the other hand, was to propose to himself as his object, to give the charm of novelty to things of every day, and to excite a feeling analogous to the supernatural, by awakening the mind's attention from the lethargy of custom, and directing it to the loveliness and the wonders of the world before us...
Página 160 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Página 535 - DURING the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Página 536 - And I am next of kin ; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand, " There was a ship," quoth he. "Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!" Eftsoons his hand dropt he. He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years child: The Mariner hath his will.