Blackwood's Magazine, 第 38 巻W. Blackwood., 1835 |
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... thee not - and yet I trace thy wing On the slow rippling ocean , till it seems My eye could shape thee forth a living thing , Bright as are floating round a poet's dreams , Sylph - like , with waving plumes and golden hair , Fashioned ...
... thee not - and yet I trace thy wing On the slow rippling ocean , till it seems My eye could shape thee forth a living thing , Bright as are floating round a poet's dreams , Sylph - like , with waving plumes and golden hair , Fashioned ...
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... thee , That I may find thee as before I found , My hapless own Adonis , and embay thee , And mingle lips with lips , whilst in my arms I lay thee . " Up for a little ; kiss me back again Thy latest kiss - brief as itself that dies In ...
... thee , That I may find thee as before I found , My hapless own Adonis , and embay thee , And mingle lips with lips , whilst in my arms I lay thee . " Up for a little ; kiss me back again Thy latest kiss - brief as itself that dies In ...
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... thee ; And on the golden settle gently lay him- A sad yet lovely sight . And let him be High - heaped with flowers , though withered all when he Surceased . With essences him sprinkle o'er , And ointments ; let them perish utterly ...
... thee ; And on the golden settle gently lay him- A sad yet lovely sight . And let him be High - heaped with flowers , though withered all when he Surceased . With essences him sprinkle o'er , And ointments ; let them perish utterly ...
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... thee sweet Galatea drops the tear , And thy dear song regrets , which sitting near She fondly listed ; ever did she flee The Cyclops and his song - but ah ! more dear Thy song and sight than her own native sea ; On the deserted sands ...
... thee sweet Galatea drops the tear , And thy dear song regrets , which sitting near She fondly listed ; ever did she flee The Cyclops and his song - but ah ! more dear Thy song and sight than her own native sea ; On the deserted sands ...
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... thee ; where quick Hales runs his race Philetas wails ; Theocritus , the grace Of Syrcause , thee mourns ; nor these among Am I remiss Ausonian wreaths to place Around thy tomb ; to me doth it belong To chaunt for thee , from whom I ...
... thee ; where quick Hales runs his race Philetas wails ; Theocritus , the grace Of Syrcause , thee mourns ; nor these among Am I remiss Ausonian wreaths to place Around thy tomb ; to me doth it belong To chaunt for thee , from whom I ...
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143 ページ - On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm...
284 ページ - My son, if thou wilt receive my words, and hide my commandments with thee, so that thou incline thine ear unto wisdom, and apply thine heart to understanding; yea, if thou criest after knowledge, and liftest up thy voice for understanding ; if thou seekest her as silver, and searchest for her as for hid treasures ; then shalt thou understand the fear of the Lord, and find the knowledge of God.
284 ページ - And being but one, she can do all things: and remaining in herself, she maketh all things new: and in all ages entering into holy souls, she maketh them friends of God, and prophets. For God loveth none but him that dwelleth with wisdom. For she is more beautiful than the sun, and above all the order of stars: being compared with the light, she is found before it.
264 ページ - The voice was like the mastertone Of a rich instrument, most strangely sweet, And the dull pulses of disease awoke, And for a moment beat beneath the hot And leprous scales with a restoring thrill. " Helon, arise !" and he forgot his curse And rose and stood before him.
262 ページ - Room for the leper!" — And aside they stood — matron, and child, and pitiless manhood, — all who met him on his way — and let him pass. And onward through the open gate he came, a leper with the ashes on his brow, sackcloth about his loins, and on his lip a covering, — stepping painfully and slow ; and, with a difficult utterance, like one whose heart is with an iron nerve put down, crying,
284 ページ - When wisdom entereth into thine heart, and knowledge is pleasant unto thy soul; discretion shall preserve thee, understanding shall keep thee...
354 ページ - I would not exclude alteration neither ; but even when I changed, it should be to preserve. I should be led to my remedy by a great grievance. In what I did, I should follow the example of our ancestors. I would make the reparation as nearly as possible in the style of the building. A politic caution, a guarded circumspection, a moral rather than a complexional timidity, were among the ruling principles of our forefathers in their most decided conduct.
229 ページ - I love at early morn, from new mown swath, To see the startled frog his route pursue ; To mark while, leaping o'er the dripping path, His bright sides scatter dew, The early lark that, from its bustle flies, To hail his matin new ; And watch him to the skies.
229 ページ - To note on hedgerow baulks, in moisture sprent, The jetty snail creep from the mossy thorn, With earnest heed, and tremulous intent, Frail brother of the morn, That from the tiny bents and misted leaves Withdraws his timid horn, And fearful vision weaves...
143 ページ - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...