Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 4W. Blackwood., 1819 - Scotland |
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... thou wast forgetful in the hall of guests , of all past troubles , and one pleasant half hour effaced the remembrance of sixty years of misery . Why should we seek happiness in the upper ranks of life , in opulent fortunes , or in a ...
... thou wast forgetful in the hall of guests , of all past troubles , and one pleasant half hour effaced the remembrance of sixty years of misery . Why should we seek happiness in the upper ranks of life , in opulent fortunes , or in a ...
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... thou ill - looking spectre , thou wicked mon ster , whom that beautiful lady has chosen for her companion , to increase the brightness of her charins by the contrast of thy ugliness ! " While they addressed Amurat , “ Return , return ...
... thou ill - looking spectre , thou wicked mon ster , whom that beautiful lady has chosen for her companion , to increase the brightness of her charins by the contrast of thy ugliness ! " While they addressed Amurat , “ Return , return ...
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... thou cruel and delightful god , thou recallest me to thee , and to quit the hall of the strangers to attend to what is passing in the ladies apart- ment . Precisely at the moment the Minstrel presented the handsome A- murat to Ernestine ...
... thou cruel and delightful god , thou recallest me to thee , and to quit the hall of the strangers to attend to what is passing in the ladies apart- ment . Precisely at the moment the Minstrel presented the handsome A- murat to Ernestine ...
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... thou art a Christian , and my Lord Abbot will have it so . " He then kiss- ed the hands of his mother - in - law , but the presence of the Abbot could not prevent him from throwing himself with transport into the arms of Ernestine . All ...
... thou art a Christian , and my Lord Abbot will have it so . " He then kiss- ed the hands of his mother - in - law , but the presence of the Abbot could not prevent him from throwing himself with transport into the arms of Ernestine . All ...
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... Thou , glad Sleep ! lov'st gladsome airs , And wilt only come to thy Lover's prayers And bliss with liquid voice is singing .. When the bells of merriment are ringing , Fair Sleep ! so long is thy beauty wooed , No Rival hast Thou in my ...
... Thou , glad Sleep ! lov'st gladsome airs , And wilt only come to thy Lover's prayers And bliss with liquid voice is singing .. When the bells of merriment are ringing , Fair Sleep ! so long is thy beauty wooed , No Rival hast Thou in my ...
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Page 252 - Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched. And in their silent faces did he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none. Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life.
Page 252 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle ; sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life, In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Page 352 - Hail to the State of England ! And conjoin With this a salutation as devout, Made to the spiritual Fabric of her Church ; Founded in truth ; by blood of Martyrdom Cemented; by the hands of Wisdom reared In beauty of Holiness, with ordered pomp, Decent, and unreproved.
Page 257 - There came a respite to her pain; She from her prison fled; But of the vagrant none took thought; And where it liked her best she sought Her shelter and her bread. Among the fields she breathed again: The master-current of her brain Ran permanent and free; And, coming to the banks of Tone, There did she rest; and dwell alone Under the greenwood tree.
Page 549 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell ; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly — pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Page 160 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Page 254 - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a Tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.
Page 149 - ... of a great staircase, I saw a gigantic hand in armour. In the evening I sat down and began to write, without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate. The work grew on my hands, and I grew fond of it. Add, that I was very glad to think of any thing rather than politics. In short, I was so engrossed with my tale, which I completed in less than two months...
Page 252 - My friend, enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more : Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Page 143 - Hindoos of the present day have no such views of the subject, but firmly believe in the real existence of innumerable gods and goddesses, who possess, in their own departments, full and independent power; and to propitiate them, and not the true God, are Temples erected, and ceremonies performed. There can be no doubt, however, and it is my whole design to prove, that every rite has its derivation from the allegorical adoration of the true Deity; but, at the present day, all this is forgotten; and...