The National Magazine: Devoted to Literature, Art, and Religion, Volume 12Abel Stevens, James Floy Carlton & Phillips, 1858 |
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... French . Tyrian Purple ........... 528 60 129 Waugh , Rev. Beverly - J . M ' Clintock ........... 289 Welsh Pulpit , The ....... 450 Wild Man of the Woods , The ..... Page 330 Winslow Family , The - A . D. Field ... 133 Woman's ...
... French . Tyrian Purple ........... 528 60 129 Waugh , Rev. Beverly - J . M ' Clintock ........... 289 Welsh Pulpit , The ....... 450 Wild Man of the Woods , The ..... Page 330 Winslow Family , The - A . D. Field ... 133 Woman's ...
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... French physicians and savans . The present physicians of both of these great hospitals are men of eminent attainments , both in the general literature and science of the profession , and in the special walk ( insanity ) to which they ...
... French physicians and savans . The present physicians of both of these great hospitals are men of eminent attainments , both in the general literature and science of the profession , and in the special walk ( insanity ) to which they ...
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... French insane hospitals . Charenton has always maintained a high reputation for the skill and tenderness with which the insane have been treated within its walls ; and under its present accom- plished , able physicians , Drs . Calmeil ...
... French insane hospitals . Charenton has always maintained a high reputation for the skill and tenderness with which the insane have been treated within its walls ; and under its present accom- plished , able physicians , Drs . Calmeil ...
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... French Revolution . Pope , deformed from birth , and suffer- ing from childhood the evils of a scrofu- lous taint in his system , was gloomy and misanthropic , except when under the influ- ence of excitement sufficiently powerful to ...
... French Revolution . Pope , deformed from birth , and suffer- ing from childhood the evils of a scrofu- lous taint in his system , was gloomy and misanthropic , except when under the influ- ence of excitement sufficiently powerful to ...
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... thank God for their reason ; for , precious as it is , there are few whom a slight change of circum- stances might not throw into insanity . friendly alliance with the French ; and particularly the Mohawks 32 THE NATIONAL MAGAZINE .
... thank God for their reason ; for , precious as it is , there are few whom a slight change of circum- stances might not throw into insanity . friendly alliance with the French ; and particularly the Mohawks 32 THE NATIONAL MAGAZINE .
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Página 155 - A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Página 157 - But tell me, tell me ! speak again, Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing?" SECOND VOICE " Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast — If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see ! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 157 - Is it he?' quoth one, 'Is this the man? By him who died on cross, With his cruel bow he laid full low The harmless Albatross. • The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.
Página 428 - See, I have this day set thee over the nations and over the kingdoms, to root out, and to pull down, and to destroy, and to throw down, to build, and to plant.
Página 353 - That be far from thee to do after this manner, to slay the righteous with the wicked : and that the righteous should be as the wicked, that be far from thee : Shall not the Judge of all the earth do right...
Página 5 - Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere Nor any drop to drink. • The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Página 423 - THEE, O Lord, do I put my trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness.
Página 424 - The place of the Scripture which he read was this, He was led as a sheep to the slaughter ; and like a lamb dumb before his shearer, so opened he not his mouth : In his humiliation his judgment was taken away : and who shall declare his generation ? for his life is taken from the earth.
Página 159 - The Pilot and the Pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast: Dear Lord in Heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice: It is the Hermit good! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood.
Página 157 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.