Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 第 45 巻William Blackwood, 1839 |
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... poet's character , and of the danger to be apprehended from him . gave him the more readily because she felt herself secure . At the same time , as Collins went on to speak of her mother , her eyes filled slowly with silent tears , one ...
... poet's character , and of the danger to be apprehended from him . gave him the more readily because she felt herself secure . At the same time , as Collins went on to speak of her mother , her eyes filled slowly with silent tears , one ...
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... poet before mentioned , of which the air closed in a long pathetic flow of deepest emotion ; such , that the poet afterwards compared it to the last bright soft sunset before the com- mencing deluge . At the instant when my voice sank ...
... poet before mentioned , of which the air closed in a long pathetic flow of deepest emotion ; such , that the poet afterwards compared it to the last bright soft sunset before the com- mencing deluge . At the instant when my voice sank ...
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... poet rose , and met him with a gentle smile , expressed his plea- sure at seeing him , and begged him to sit down . The recluse had the packet of papers in his hand , which he held out , and said- I wonder and some scorn ; and after a ...
... poet rose , and met him with a gentle smile , expressed his plea- sure at seeing him , and begged him to sit down . The recluse had the packet of papers in his hand , which he held out , and said- I wonder and some scorn ; and after a ...
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... poet's troop of phantoms - Everard Andrews and the slain victim of Collins's poli- tics . Amid these living and dead ones , and many more of both , encir- cling each of the central shadows , the eye found no fixed point of vision , and ...
... poet's troop of phantoms - Everard Andrews and the slain victim of Collins's poli- tics . Amid these living and dead ones , and many more of both , encir- cling each of the central shadows , the eye found no fixed point of vision , and ...
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... poet Walsing- ham , the wife of poor Henry Richards , the white - haired and rather short man whom I have heard you talk of as Col- lins , and old Fowler , your grandfather , whom I knew when I first knew you , and lived as a boy in ...
... poet Walsing- ham , the wife of poor Henry Richards , the white - haired and rather short man whom I have heard you talk of as Col- lins , and old Fowler , your grandfather , whom I knew when I first knew you , and lived as a boy in ...
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551 ページ - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
491 ページ - From Greenland's icy mountains ; From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river ; From many a palmy plain ; They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
315 ページ - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
182 ページ - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
138 ページ - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
312 ページ - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
138 ページ - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
136 ページ - And mid the varied landscape weep. But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail? Or tears which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail?
537 ページ - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
574 ページ - Hope's deluding glass; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.