Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Band 44W. Blackwood & Sons, 1838 |
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... faces young and rude , And turned a cheerful front to each , That brightened them and yet sub- dued . 10 . He strove ... face had germs of good . 21 . And when the exhausted aching frame Would fain have sunk away to rest , He thought how ...
... faces young and rude , And turned a cheerful front to each , That brightened them and yet sub- dued . 10 . He strove ... face had germs of good . 21 . And when the exhausted aching frame Would fain have sunk away to rest , He thought how ...
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... face in sunshine free . 37 . She looked the winding road along , Now hid no more with leafy green , But ' mid its loitering speckled throng For her no living shape was seen . 38 . She turned , and passed the dim church- door , Beneath ...
... face in sunshine free . 37 . She looked the winding road along , Now hid no more with leafy green , But ' mid its loitering speckled throng For her no living shape was seen . 38 . She turned , and passed the dim church- door , Beneath ...
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... face . 6 . And now to Henry's home she came , Where never she had been before ; She could not now remember shame , But knocked upon the door . 7 . An aged woman , dull and slow , Came creeping at the sound , Nor asked the comer's name ...
... face . 6 . And now to Henry's home she came , Where never she had been before ; She could not now remember shame , But knocked upon the door . 7 . An aged woman , dull and slow , Came creeping at the sound , Nor asked the comer's name ...
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... face by his , but not in rest . 21 . In her large eyes the unthought - of tears Gathered fully , gathered slowly , And o'erflowed their azure spheres , Drops of pain , but pure and holy . 22 . The lingering minutes , measured out By ...
... face by his , but not in rest . 21 . In her large eyes the unthought - of tears Gathered fully , gathered slowly , And o'erflowed their azure spheres , Drops of pain , but pure and holy . 22 . The lingering minutes , measured out By ...
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... face a streaming crown . 20 . " They floated o'er the trees and rocks , They sat o'er all the grassy dell , They hid the hills in glancing flocks , And seemed amid the stars to dwell . 21 . " And One to me , the nearest there , Upon a ...
... face a streaming crown . 20 . " They floated o'er the trees and rocks , They sat o'er all the grassy dell , They hid the hills in glancing flocks , And seemed amid the stars to dwell . 21 . " And One to me , the nearest there , Upon a ...
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Seite 280 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 539 - How exquisitely the individual Mind (And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species? to the external World Is fitted :— and how exquisitely, too — Theme this but little heard of among men — The external World is fitted to the Mind ; And the creation (by no lower name Can it be called) which they with blended might Accomplish :— this is our high argument.
Seite 277 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 279 - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
Seite 514 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Seite 279 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Seite 530 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Seite 279 - The armaments which thunder-strike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ;— These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Seite 279 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar...
Seite 78 - Laodicea. *^And I turned to see the voice that spake with me. And being turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks; 13 And in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle. *^His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow...