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acquainted admiration affection appeared believe Berkeley Blackwood called cause character cloth considered course death drama Duke editor England eyes fact fair feeling Fraser genius give given Grant Hamlet hand head hear heard heart honor hope House human Irish John knowledge known lady late learning less letter light literary living London look Lord Magazine Maginn manner matter means mind Moore nature never observation once opinion original party passed person play poet political present Price principles published reason remark respect romance Scott Shakespeare Sir Walter song speak spirit story street taken thing thought tion true volume whole wish write written wrote young
244 ページ - That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them : There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke ; When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
78 ページ - Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining...
38 ページ - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
47 ページ - Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?
133 ページ - No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
120 ページ - See dying vegetables life sustain, See life dissolving vegetate again: All forms that perish other forms supply; (By turns we catch the vital breath, and die) Like bubbles on the sea of Matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.
17 ページ - Time but th' impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
300 ページ - I blow with a trumpet, I and all that are with me, then blow ye the trumpets also on every side of all the camp, and say, The sword of the LORD, and of Gideon.
lvii ページ - But should there be to whom the fatal blight Of failing Wisdom yields a base delight, Men who exult when minds of heavenly tone Jar in the music which was born their own, Still let them pause — ah ! little do they know That what to them seem'd Vice might be but Woe.