New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 11Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Thomas Hood, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1819 |
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... less , that any like did use ; And who with gracious bread the hungry feeds His alms for want of faith , he doth accuse ; So every good to bad he doth abuse : And eke the verse of famous poet's wit He does backbite , and spightful ...
... less , that any like did use ; And who with gracious bread the hungry feeds His alms for want of faith , he doth accuse ; So every good to bad he doth abuse : And eke the verse of famous poet's wit He does backbite , and spightful ...
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... less objectionable than they are for a Magazine devoted to general Literature . The period in which we live is one pregnant with extra- ordinary events and discoveries . Never was the restless activity of the human intellect more ...
... less objectionable than they are for a Magazine devoted to general Literature . The period in which we live is one pregnant with extra- ordinary events and discoveries . Never was the restless activity of the human intellect more ...
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... less perspicuous than he might be , we are free to allow pos- sessed of the most exquisite perceptive faculties himself , he judges of other peo- ple's discernment by his own ; and seems to consider a gem not the less valuable for its ...
... less perspicuous than he might be , we are free to allow pos- sessed of the most exquisite perceptive faculties himself , he judges of other peo- ple's discernment by his own ; and seems to consider a gem not the less valuable for its ...
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... less impassioned temperament , would neither have been reasonable nor natural . Lord Byron wished to make the world ac- quainted with the sensations with which a man , satiated and disgusted with the palling pleasures of fashionable ...
... less impassioned temperament , would neither have been reasonable nor natural . Lord Byron wished to make the world ac- quainted with the sensations with which a man , satiated and disgusted with the palling pleasures of fashionable ...
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... less desire , Love , more than mortal , would be thine . For thou art formed so heavenly fair- Howe'er those orbs may wildly beam— We must admire , but still despair- That fatal glance forbids esteem . When nature stamped thy beauteous ...
... less desire , Love , more than mortal , would be thine . For thou art formed so heavenly fair- Howe'er those orbs may wildly beam— We must admire , but still despair- That fatal glance forbids esteem . When nature stamped thy beauteous ...
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Page 156 - Duchess, with all the household, gentlemen and gentlewomen, were hunting in the park. I found her in her chamber reading...
Page 194 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 55 - I waked one morning, in the beginning of last June, from a dream, of which, all I could recover was, that I had thought myself in an ancient castle (a very natural dream for a head filled like mine with Gothic story), and that on the uppermost banister of a great staircase I saw a gigantic hand in armour.
Page 194 - Though in their souls, which thus each other thwarted, Love was the very root of the fond rage Which blighted their life's bloom, and then departed: Itself expired, but leaving them an age Of years all winters, — war within themselves to wage.
Page 243 - ... sovereignty among the Eastern nations, and are still retained as such in Abyssinia ; the Achelous of the ancient Greeks; and the probable ideas and feelings that originally suggested the mixture of the human and the brute form in the figure by which they realized the idea of their mysterious Pan, as representing intelligence blended with a darker power, deeper, mightier, and more universal than the conscious intellect of man, than intelligence ; all these thoughts and recollections passed in...
Page 340 - 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 ! logo.
Page 194 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Page 327 - No withered witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew ; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Page 309 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES SENT TO STR JOHN WHITEFORD, OP WHITEFORD, BART.
Page 68 - Jesus' sake, forbeare To dig the dust enclosed here: Blessed be the man that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.