The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles-lettres, Band 5Constable and Company, 1831 |
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... young frame a - glowing Would now be felt only faint and cold , And not because we are wiser growing , Alas ! the heart is but waxing old . Then bloom'd each fresh and each vernal feeling , Unchill'd - unblighted by shade and shower ...
... young frame a - glowing Would now be felt only faint and cold , And not because we are wiser growing , Alas ! the heart is but waxing old . Then bloom'd each fresh and each vernal feeling , Unchill'd - unblighted by shade and shower ...
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... young lady's husband , a near neighbour of theirs , the first Catholic nobleman in the kingdom , if not the most powerful subject in it ; and this nobleman we shall denominate Earl George , as that was really his Christian name . But ...
... young lady's husband , a near neighbour of theirs , the first Catholic nobleman in the kingdom , if not the most powerful subject in it ; and this nobleman we shall denominate Earl George , as that was really his Christian name . But ...
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... young hady riding on a black palfrey , and clothed also in green , with a veil of green gauze , that hung down to her knee . The earl doffed his velvet bonnet to her , that waved with splendid plumage , and accosted her in courtly ...
... young hady riding on a black palfrey , and clothed also in green , with a veil of green gauze , that hung down to her knee . The earl doffed his velvet bonnet to her , that waved with splendid plumage , and accosted her in courtly ...
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... young . There was always laughter where he went ; even the austere Cameronian unbent his fea- tures at the mention of some of his happy jokes or wild adventures , embellished only by the native wit of the narrator . For miles round , he ...
... young . There was always laughter where he went ; even the austere Cameronian unbent his fea- tures at the mention of some of his happy jokes or wild adventures , embellished only by the native wit of the narrator . For miles round , he ...
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... young and radiant spirits sung Pæans to the Goddess of Delight far up among the clouds . The noon was gorgeous and magnificent , but more subdued and tranquil in its grandeur ; and then the strain , analogous to the fall of evening ...
... young and radiant spirits sung Pæans to the Goddess of Delight far up among the clouds . The noon was gorgeous and magnificent , but more subdued and tranquil in its grandeur ; and then the strain , analogous to the fall of evening ...
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Seite 258 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride ? So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed...
Seite 257 - Not by our feeling but by others' seeing; For why should others' false adulterate eyes Give salutation to my sportive blood ? Or on my frailties why are frailer spies, Which in their wills count bad what I think good? No, I am that I am, and they that level At my abuses reckon up their own : I may be straight, though they themselves be bevel ; By their rank thoughts my deeds must not be shown ; Unless this general evil they maintain, All men are bad, and in their badness reign.
Seite 144 - Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee ; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name.
Seite 246 - ETERNAL spirit of the chainless mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art ! For there thy habitation is the heart, — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Seite 167 - And the ass said unto Balaam, Am not I thine ass, upon which thou hast ridden ever since I was thine unto this day ? was I ever wont to do so unto thee ? And he said, Nay.
Seite 134 - Of troublous and distressed mortality, That thus make way unto the ugly birth Of their own sorrows, and do still beget Affliction upon Imbecility: Yet seeing thus the course of things must run, He looks thereon not strange, but as fore-done. "And whilst distraught ambition compasses, And is encompassed, while as craft deceives, And is deceived : whilst man doth ransack man, And builds on blood, and rises by distress ; And th...
Seite 257 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Seite 238 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Seite 201 - Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Seite 22 - Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story — The days of our Youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.