Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Band 14William Blackwood, 1823 |
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... never fear'd wars ; So fight on , my boys , we shall beat them , " & c . The close of Jeremy Clarke's ( 1700 ) Song on " St George , " is worthy of a Greek epigram . " All the world can't shew the like Saint . All the sacrifice that we ...
... never fear'd wars ; So fight on , my boys , we shall beat them , " & c . The close of Jeremy Clarke's ( 1700 ) Song on " St George , " is worthy of a Greek epigram . " All the world can't shew the like Saint . All the sacrifice that we ...
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... never yet beheld a stranger band , Of mien more hideous , or more monstrous shape . Form'd downwards from the neck like men , he scann'd Some with the head of cat , and some of ape ; With hoof of goat that other stamp'd the sand ; While ...
... never yet beheld a stranger band , Of mien more hideous , or more monstrous shape . Form'd downwards from the neck like men , he scann'd Some with the head of cat , and some of ape ; With hoof of goat that other stamp'd the sand ; While ...
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... never forget thee ! Round the ring we sat , the stiff stuff tipsily quaffing . † [ Thanks be to thee , Jack Keats ... never can read the Quarterly of late , on account of the barbarous murder it com- VOL . XIV . mitted on that promising ...
... never forget thee ! Round the ring we sat , the stiff stuff tipsily quaffing . † [ Thanks be to thee , Jack Keats ... never can read the Quarterly of late , on account of the barbarous murder it com- VOL . XIV . mitted on that promising ...
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... never were more noble deeds of daring performed by any than were that day displayed by our gallant countrymen , the bold and hardy sons of the North- Lads who cry onward , but never cry parley- Bold Scottish lads , with their bannocks ...
... never were more noble deeds of daring performed by any than were that day displayed by our gallant countrymen , the bold and hardy sons of the North- Lads who cry onward , but never cry parley- Bold Scottish lads , with their bannocks ...
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... never enters into an enterprize without a calculation of consequences ; he never exposes his for- tune to risk , on the desperate chance of a distant possibility of success . " Such is Lord Grey's penetration into cha- racter ; so ...
... never enters into an enterprize without a calculation of consequences ; he never exposes his for- tune to risk , on the desperate chance of a distant possibility of success . " Such is Lord Grey's penetration into cha- racter ; so ...
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Seite 344 - 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.
Seite 396 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Seite 157 - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
Seite 265 - 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...
Seite 266 - ... apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Seite 481 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow, now at least fifty years ago; and the milkmaid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
Seite 482 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Seite 288 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Seite 482 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Seite 481 - No, I thank you; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by your daughter when I last passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days since. MILK- WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, "Come, shepherds, deck your herds"? or "As at noon Dulcina rested"?