The British Magazine, Or, Miscellany of Polite Literature Comprehending an Analysis of Modern Publications, 第 1 巻J. Robins, 1823 |
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... King of the Peak . By the Author of The Cavalier ' . For the Ŏracles of God , Four Orations . For the Judgment to Come , an Argument , in Nine Parts . By the Rev. Edward Irving , M. A. Don Juan , Cantos VI . VII . VIII . . Sketches in ...
... King of the Peak . By the Author of The Cavalier ' . For the Ŏracles of God , Four Orations . For the Judgment to Come , an Argument , in Nine Parts . By the Rev. Edward Irving , M. A. Don Juan , Cantos VI . VII . VIII . . Sketches in ...
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... king has crippled his fortune and endangered his life , is living with his lady and his only child , Julian , in Martindale - castle , the seat of his ancestors . His neighbour , Major Bridgenorth , of Moultrassie - hall , has been one ...
... king has crippled his fortune and endangered his life , is living with his lady and his only child , Julian , in Martindale - castle , the seat of his ancestors . His neighbour , Major Bridgenorth , of Moultrassie - hall , has been one ...
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... King of Men ! " he said , repeating the favourite epithet by which Homer describes Agamemnon . " I trust , for the old Greek's sake , he had a merrier office than being King of Man - Most philosophical Juliän , will nothing rouse thee ...
... King of Men ! " he said , repeating the favourite epithet by which Homer describes Agamemnon . " I trust , for the old Greek's sake , he had a merrier office than being King of Man - Most philosophical Juliän , will nothing rouse thee ...
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... King Charles - But I forget - this is a sore point with you . " " With the countess , at least , " replied Julian ; " and I wonder you will speak of it . " 66 Why , I bear no malice against the poor man's memory any more than yourself ...
... King Charles - But I forget - this is a sore point with you . " " With the countess , at least , " replied Julian ; " and I wonder you will speak of it . " 66 Why , I bear no malice against the poor man's memory any more than yourself ...
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... cerning the horrid Popish Conspiracy for the Murther of the King , and Massacre of all Protestants , as given on oath to the Honourable House of Commons ; setting forth , how far Julian Peveril 26 . Peveril of the Peak .
... cerning the horrid Popish Conspiracy for the Murther of the King , and Massacre of all Protestants , as given on oath to the Honourable House of Commons ; setting forth , how far Julian Peveril 26 . Peveril of the Peak .
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54 ページ - When Jesus therefore saw his mother, and the disciple standing by whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, "Woman, behold thy son!" Then saith he to the disciple, "Behold thy mother!" And from that hour that disciple took her unto his own home.
354 ページ - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
235 ページ - Her pranks the favorite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour; Now, frowning, smiling, for the hundredth time, The nurse, that ancient lady, preached decorum; And, in the lustre of her youth, she gave Her hand, with her heart in it, to Francesco. Great was the joy; but at the Bridal feast, When all sat down, the Bride was wanting there. Nor was she to be found ! Her Father cried " 'Tis but to make a trial of our love...
54 ページ - When JESUS, therefore, saw his mother, and the disciple standing by whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold thy son. Then saith he to the disciple, Behold thy mother. And from that hour that disciple took her unto his own home.
200 ページ - His hours, and rivals opium and his brides ; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand ; Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When...
263 ページ - For the Oracles of God, Four Orations. For Judgment to come, an Argument, in nine parts.
232 ページ - O Italy, how beautiful thou art ! Yet I could weep— for thou art lying, alas ! Low in the dust ; and they who come, admire thee As we admire the beautiful in death.
297 ページ - How eager all the earth is for the blow Which shall lay bare her bosom to the sword; How all the nations deem her their worst foe, That worse than worst of foes, the once adored False friend, who held out freedom to mankind...
77 ページ - A quarter-grown cub, that had hitherto been unseen, now appeared, dropping from the branches of a sapling, that grew under the shade of the beech which held its dam. This ignorant but vicious creature, approached...
235 ページ - Tis but to make a trial of our love !" And filled his glass to all ; but his hand shook, And soon from guest to guest the panic spread. 'Twas but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back and flying still, Her ivory tooth imprinted on his finger. But now, alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could...