New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Band 45Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Ainsworth, William Harrison Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1835 |
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... French lyrist , " And now , what other star is that , That shoots , and shoots , and disappears ? " Perhaps it is emblematic of some poor fellow who , even to - day , may have been taken from a bright station in society to be thrust ...
... French lyrist , " And now , what other star is that , That shoots , and shoots , and disappears ? " Perhaps it is emblematic of some poor fellow who , even to - day , may have been taken from a bright station in society to be thrust ...
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... French make , but its curtains had long been pledged for food ; the counterpane was gone too , and the upper sheet , so that the dingy and worn blankets were the invalid's only coverings . In one corner of the room , upon a mattress on ...
... French make , but its curtains had long been pledged for food ; the counterpane was gone too , and the upper sheet , so that the dingy and worn blankets were the invalid's only coverings . In one corner of the room , upon a mattress on ...
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... French , the King of the Belgians , the Emperor of China , & c . & c . , not one of whom ( if I may judge from his complaints of their indiffer- ence to his counsel ) seems to mind him a whit more than he of Russia . Surely it must be a ...
... French , the King of the Belgians , the Emperor of China , & c . & c . , not one of whom ( if I may judge from his complaints of their indiffer- ence to his counsel ) seems to mind him a whit more than he of Russia . Surely it must be a ...
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... . Then take , oh ! take him not away , To lead a life of sin ; - Far better pierce that breast , than slay The immortal soul within ! E. L. MONTAGU . MONTHLY COMMENTARY . The French Assassinations - A Family Group Les Noces de Nose . 91.
... . Then take , oh ! take him not away , To lead a life of sin ; - Far better pierce that breast , than slay The immortal soul within ! E. L. MONTAGU . MONTHLY COMMENTARY . The French Assassinations - A Family Group Les Noces de Nose . 91.
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... French Assassinations - A Family Group near Greenwich - Errors of the Press - Privileges of Parliament - The Extraordinary Orange - Book . THE FRENCH ASSASSINATIONS . - The close of last month has been rendered more memorable in the ...
... French Assassinations - A Family Group near Greenwich - Errors of the Press - Privileges of Parliament - The Extraordinary Orange - Book . THE FRENCH ASSASSINATIONS . - The close of last month has been rendered more memorable in the ...
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Seite 47 - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Seite 58 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Seite 69 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Seite 67 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Seite 51 - And summer's lease hath all too short a date ; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest.
Seite 67 - A WOMAN'S face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women's fashion; An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; A man in hue all hues in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
Seite 65 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Seite 55 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry — As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Seite 60 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising. Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember' d such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Seite 53 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intense study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times as they should not willingly let it die.