The Spirit of the English MagazinesMonroe and Francis, 1825 |
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... youth who died of exces- It is not for your eagle eye . Song 281 sive fruit - pie 64 Indian bride 419 Stream of time 84 Invitation to Eliza 169 Swallow and the red - breast 480 Invocation to the queen of the fairies 477 The Sea - mark ...
... youth who died of exces- It is not for your eagle eye . Song 281 sive fruit - pie 64 Indian bride 419 Stream of time 84 Invitation to Eliza 169 Swallow and the red - breast 480 Invocation to the queen of the fairies 477 The Sea - mark ...
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... youth are melted , as the stain Of breath , that dimming the bright air , again Fades in the resolution of a sigh . -Now manhood stays : -nay goes ! -Nor wiser Hope Leads justlier measured toils to issues meet : Tasks of ripe strength ...
... youth are melted , as the stain Of breath , that dimming the bright air , again Fades in the resolution of a sigh . -Now manhood stays : -nay goes ! -Nor wiser Hope Leads justlier measured toils to issues meet : Tasks of ripe strength ...
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... youth has parted , Never to return again , Save in memories of pain ! There is a white rose in yon bower , But holds it yet a fairer flower : And music from that cage is breathing , Round which a jasmine braid is wreathing , A low song ...
... youth has parted , Never to return again , Save in memories of pain ! There is a white rose in yon bower , But holds it yet a fairer flower : And music from that cage is breathing , Round which a jasmine braid is wreathing , A low song ...
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... youth's black curls Were dripping wet with foam and blood ; And that the maiden's tresses dark Were heavy with the briny flood ! Woe for the wind ! -woe for the wave ! They sleep the slumber of the grave ! They buried them beneath that ...
... youth's black curls Were dripping wet with foam and blood ; And that the maiden's tresses dark Were heavy with the briny flood ! Woe for the wind ! -woe for the wave ! They sleep the slumber of the grave ! They buried them beneath that ...
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... youth , and hope , and love , had been untrue ; But it shone o'er the desolate ! The flowers were dead ; the faded jessamine , unbound , Trailed , like a heavy weed , upon the ground ; And fell the moonlight vainly over trees , Which ...
... youth , and hope , and love , had been untrue ; But it shone o'er the desolate ! The flowers were dead ; the faded jessamine , unbound , Trailed , like a heavy weed , upon the ground ; And fell the moonlight vainly over trees , Which ...
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Страница 379 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Страница 258 - Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore.
Страница 479 - Was on the streams of Guadalquiver, To gold converting, one by one, The ripples of the mighty river, Beside me on the bank was seated A Seville girl, with auburn hair, And eyes that might the world have cheated, — A wild, bright, wicked, diamond pair ! She stooped, and wrote upon the sand, Just as the loving sun was going, With such a soft, small, shining hand, I could have sworn 't was silver flowing. Her words were three, and not one more, What could Diana's motto be ? The siren wrote upon the...
Страница 479 - When words come down like dews unsought With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free — They come, my love, they come from thee.
Страница 112 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh, give relief, and heaven will bless your store.
Страница 263 - O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more, when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day ; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away...
Страница 340 - is there not a window in your house on purpose for you to look through?" " For all that," resumed the pendulum, "it is very dark here: and although there is a window, I dare not stop, even for an instant, to look out.
Страница 340 - may I be allowed to inquire, if that exertion was at all fatiguing or disagreeable to you ?" " Not in the least," replied the pendulum; " it is not of six strokes that I complain, nor of sixty, but of millions.
Страница 112 - Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery.
Страница 50 - ... repressed with a smile the hopes of his friends, and told them he had lived long enough. As his life drew near a close, the eager yet decorous solicitude of his fellow townsmen increased.