The King's College Magazine, Band 2Houlston and Hughes, 1842 |
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... hast thou sown in the infinity of space those shining balls to declare thine almighty power , and thy return in the sea- son of absence ? More heavenly than those glittering stars seem the unnumbered eyes that Night has opened within us ...
... hast thou sown in the infinity of space those shining balls to declare thine almighty power , and thy return in the sea- son of absence ? More heavenly than those glittering stars seem the unnumbered eyes that Night has opened within us ...
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... Hast thou in nought I have ta'en from men Foreknowledge of the future , baneful gift ! CHORUS . What remedy for this disease didst find ? PROMETH . Blind hopes I planted in their breasts . CHORUS . In this A mighty benefit to man thou ...
... Hast thou in nought I have ta'en from men Foreknowledge of the future , baneful gift ! CHORUS . What remedy for this disease didst find ? PROMETH . Blind hopes I planted in their breasts . CHORUS . In this A mighty benefit to man thou ...
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... Hast thou heard aught of Sir Richard Ellerton ? " 66 ' Nothing worthy of repetition , " replied Mat Maybird ; “ for I would not give thee pain . " " I am glad , very glad to have found thee , " said Annette ; " for Sir Edward Heringford ...
... Hast thou heard aught of Sir Richard Ellerton ? " 66 ' Nothing worthy of repetition , " replied Mat Maybird ; “ for I would not give thee pain . " " I am glad , very glad to have found thee , " said Annette ; " for Sir Edward Heringford ...
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... hast brought all her spirits back again . She looks as roguish as if she were still in France . " Esther was in the room , and Mat was struck by the great alte- ration in her appearance ; always pale and thin , she appeared now as a ...
... hast brought all her spirits back again . She looks as roguish as if she were still in France . " Esther was in the room , and Mat was struck by the great alte- ration in her appearance ; always pale and thin , she appeared now as a ...
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... hast told us ? " " Not so , " replied Simon Byre ; " I can hate him ye hate , and join in your attempts against him - this I will do ; but know me not , therefore , as a friend ; ye are not men after my heart . " " Art thou too good for ...
... hast told us ? " " Not so , " replied Simon Byre ; " I can hate him ye hate , and join in your attempts against him - this I will do ; but know me not , therefore , as a friend ; ye are not men after my heart . " " Art thou too good for ...
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Seite 194 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Seite 481 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Seite 255 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Seite 303 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Seite 305 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Seite 193 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Seite 232 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
Seite 302 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!
Seite 429 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Seite 301 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more ! to all the house : Glamis hath murdered sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more .