Blackwood's Magazine, 第 63 巻William Blackwood, 1848 |
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... land of mourning into a land of joy , and restore again the merry days to Old England . The retreat from the ways of error never was to nations , any more than indi- viduals , by any other path but the path of suffering ; but if the ...
... land of mourning into a land of joy , and restore again the merry days to Old England . The retreat from the ways of error never was to nations , any more than indi- viduals , by any other path but the path of suffering ; but if the ...
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... hand , walled and bastioned in The town of San Sebastian lay on with jealous care . A sandy peninsula rock , crowned with an embattled connects it with the land ; a huge Evenings at Sea . Irishwoman , apparently in a transport 1818. ]
... hand , walled and bastioned in The town of San Sebastian lay on with jealous care . A sandy peninsula rock , crowned with an embattled connects it with the land ; a huge Evenings at Sea . Irishwoman , apparently in a transport 1818. ]
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... , except in the stamp of years , so deep and unsparing in that sunny land . Their hair and eyes complexion deep olive ; their teeth of were black , glossy , and bright ; their dazzling whiteness ; and there was 1 . 1818. ]
... , except in the stamp of years , so deep and unsparing in that sunny land . Their hair and eyes complexion deep olive ; their teeth of were black , glossy , and bright ; their dazzling whiteness ; and there was 1 . 1818. ]
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... land . And still , as they toiled , when betimes the wearied arm ached and the faithful spirit drooped , a shout would roll along the valleys and echo among the hills that nerved them with a fresh strength , and cheered them with a ...
... land . And still , as they toiled , when betimes the wearied arm ached and the faithful spirit drooped , a shout would roll along the valleys and echo among the hills that nerved them with a fresh strength , and cheered them with a ...
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... land around with a dismal and sinister light . For an instant , thousands of startled upturned faces shone livid in the sudden gleam , then vanished into darkness deeper than before . soon , on a neighbouring hill beyond the lines ...
... land around with a dismal and sinister light . For an instant , thousands of startled upturned faces shone livid in the sudden gleam , then vanished into darkness deeper than before . soon , on a neighbouring hill beyond the lines ...
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325 ページ - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
184 ページ - So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
296 ページ - The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up...
606 ページ - For them the Ceylon diver held his breath, And went all naked to the hungry shark; For them his ears gush'd blood; for them in death The seal on the cold ice with piteous bark Lay full of darts; for them alone did seethe A thousand men in troubles wide and dark : Half-ignorant, they turn'd an easy wheel, That set sharp racks at work, to pinch and peel.
240 ページ - And Ahab spake unto Naboth, saying, Give me thy vineyard, that I may have it for a garden of herbs, because it is near unto my house : and I will give thee for it a better vineyard than it; or, if it seem good to thee, I will give thee the worth of it in money.
163 ページ - And the heavy gates are opened : Then a murmur long and loud, And a cry of fear and wonder Bursts from out the bending crowd. For they see in battered harness Only one hard-stricken man, And his weary steed is wounded, . And his cheek is pale and wan. Spearless hangs a bloody banner In his weak and drooping hand...
280 ページ - But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.
167 ページ - Whom ye sent with prayers away, Not a single man departed From his monarch yesterday. Had you seen them, O my masters ! When the night began to fall, And the English spearmen gathered Round a grim and ghastly wall ! As the wolves in winter circle Round the leaguer on the heath, So the greedy foe glared upward, Panting still for blood and death.
166 ページ - There is more than honour there, Else, be sure, I had not brought it From the field of dark despair. Never yet was royal banner Steeped in such a costly dye ; It hath lain upon a bosom Where no other shroud shall lie. Sirs II charge you, keep it holy ; Keep it as a sacred thing, For the stain ye see upon it Was the life-blood of your King !
171 ページ - Go to our appointed place. God, our Father, will not fail us In that last tremendous hour, — If all other bulwarks crumble, HE will be our strength and tower : Though the ramparts rock beneath us, And the walls go crashing down, Though the roar of conflagration Bellow o'er the sinking town ; There is yet one place of shelter, Where the foeman cannot come, Where the summons never sounded Of the trumpet or the drum.