Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, 第 2 巻William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1833 |
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... to almost every Circulating Library , Reading - Room , and Book - Club throughout that part of Britain , -besides having a large private circulation in Eng- land and Ireland . EDINBURGH MAGAZINE . No. X. ― JANUARY , 1833 .
... to almost every Circulating Library , Reading - Room , and Book - Club throughout that part of Britain , -besides having a large private circulation in Eng- land and Ireland . EDINBURGH MAGAZINE . No. X. ― JANUARY , 1833 .
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... land ) , which brings in 5007 . a - year , or thereabouts . All that amount , I contend , might be saved , and ought to have been saved , if the Ministers had thought proper to keep faith with the public ; but they , contrary to my ...
... land ) , which brings in 5007 . a - year , or thereabouts . All that amount , I contend , might be saved , and ought to have been saved , if the Ministers had thought proper to keep faith with the public ; but they , contrary to my ...
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... land ; and likely for that they had been foster - children together , she thought of Earl Raymond but as a maiden may of her true brother , and would not be his lady though he had been king of France ; at the least she said so . The ...
... land ; and likely for that they had been foster - children together , she thought of Earl Raymond but as a maiden may of her true brother , and would not be his lady though he had been king of France ; at the least she said so . The ...
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... Land . " " Blessed Saints ! and leave your lady ? " exclaimed the seneschal . The Earl's cheek became white as his tabard , but his voice did not change ; " Be you very true and gentle to her , as you have ever been to me , " said he ...
... Land . " " Blessed Saints ! and leave your lady ? " exclaimed the seneschal . The Earl's cheek became white as his tabard , but his voice did not change ; " Be you very true and gentle to her , as you have ever been to me , " said he ...
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... Land . " * * * It was the third evening after the Earl and his company arrived at Acre . The men at arms were busily disembarking their horses to go forward for Jerusalem , and the knight sat upon a stone by the beach , looking upon the ...
... Land . " * * * It was the third evening after the Earl and his company arrived at Acre . The men at arms were busily disembarking their horses to go forward for Jerusalem , and the knight sat upon a stone by the beach , looking upon the ...
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332 ページ - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
331 ページ - The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead.
332 ページ - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
331 ページ - I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
29 ページ - Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
331 ページ - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
341 ページ - And our singing shall build In the void's loose field A world for the Spirit of Wisdom to wield; We will take our plan From the new world of man, And our work shall be called the Promethean.
333 ページ - Oh, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas! My heart beats loud and fast; Oh, press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last!
333 ページ - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright...
102 ページ - Fold their beams round the hearts of those that love, These twine their tendrils with the wedded boughs Uniting their close union ; the woven leaves Make net-work of the dark blue light of day, And the night's noontide clearness, mutable As shapes in the weird clouds. Soft mossy lawns Beneath these canopies extend their swells, Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms Minute, yet beautiful.