Blackwood's Magazine, 第 7 巻W. Blackwood., 1820 |
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... green earth , springs here more graciously , And the blue day , methinks , smiles lovelier now Than it was wont even in Sicily . My spirit mounts as triumphing , and my heart , In which the red blood hides , seems tumulted By some ...
... green earth , springs here more graciously , And the blue day , methinks , smiles lovelier now Than it was wont even in Sicily . My spirit mounts as triumphing , and my heart , In which the red blood hides , seems tumulted By some ...
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... green earth , springs here more graciously , And the blue day , methinks , smiles lovelier now Than it was wont even in Sicily . My spirit mounts as triumphing , and my heart , In which the red blood hides , seems tumulted By some ...
... green earth , springs here more graciously , And the blue day , methinks , smiles lovelier now Than it was wont even in Sicily . My spirit mounts as triumphing , and my heart , In which the red blood hides , seems tumulted By some ...
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... green leaves in the face of day , Or lend a voice to fountains or to caves , Or answering hush the river's sweet reproach- Oh ! I've escaped from all , to come and tell How much I love you , sweet Proserpina . SEMICHORUS . - Cyane ...
... green leaves in the face of day , Or lend a voice to fountains or to caves , Or answering hush the river's sweet reproach- Oh ! I've escaped from all , to come and tell How much I love you , sweet Proserpina . SEMICHORUS . - Cyane ...
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... green pastoral hills . During such a sunshiny hour , the lonely cottage on the waste seems to stand in a paradise ; and as he rises to pursue his journey , the traveller looks back and blesses it with a mingled emotion of delight and ...
... green pastoral hills . During such a sunshiny hour , the lonely cottage on the waste seems to stand in a paradise ; and as he rises to pursue his journey , the traveller looks back and blesses it with a mingled emotion of delight and ...
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... green Upon the tablet that records their worth ; They have co - mingled with their parent earth , And only in our dreams of yore are seen , - Our visions of the by - past , which have fled , To leave us wandering ' mid the buried dead ...
... green Upon the tablet that records their worth ; They have co - mingled with their parent earth , And only in our dreams of yore are seen , - Our visions of the by - past , which have fled , To leave us wandering ' mid the buried dead ...
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184 ページ - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
419 ページ - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
311 ページ - O'er untravelled seas to roam, — Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains...
419 ページ - Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell, Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, <i The royal banner and all quality, Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war...
161 ページ - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
314 ページ - As to the family, they always entered in. at the gate, and most generally lived in the kitchen. To have seen a numerous household assembled around the fire, one would have imagined that he was transported back to those happy days of primeval simplicity, which float before our imaginations like golden visions. The fireplaces were of a truly patriarchal magnitude...
284 ページ - THE FANCY: A Selection from the Poetical Remains of the late Peter Corcoran, of Gray's Inn, student at law. With a brief Memoir of his life.
153 ページ - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
154 ページ - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
314 ページ - ... worn out by the very precautions taken for its preservation. The whole house was constantly in a state of inundation, under the discipline of mops and brooms and scrubbingbrushes; and the good housewives of those days were a kind of amphibious animal, delighting exceedingly to be dabbling in water, — insomuch that an historian of the day gravely tells us, that many of his townswomen grew to have webbed fingers like unto a duck...