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... present vol- ume , some of the richest gems , it will be perceived , are from the highly- gifted Muse of Mrs. Hemans . We have made use of many of her beautiful effusions , but not more , we think , than have pleased our readers . A ...
... present vol- ume , some of the richest gems , it will be perceived , are from the highly- gifted Muse of Mrs. Hemans . We have made use of many of her beautiful effusions , but not more , we think , than have pleased our readers . A ...
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... present volume the elegant and expensive embellishments which now accompany the ATHENEUM were first introduced . The plan was adopted with the expectation of thereby increasing the circula- tion of the work , which alone could justify ...
... present volume the elegant and expensive embellishments which now accompany the ATHENEUM were first introduced . The plan was adopted with the expectation of thereby increasing the circula- tion of the work , which alone could justify ...
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... Emilius Godfrey 141 84 Encore , imperial , an 208 46 English poetry , the present state of 449 164 Enjoyments , human 168 359 Envy 328 205 Epigram 208 368 Essay on comets 283 , 364 , 486 206 215 Evil eye , INDEX. ...
... Emilius Godfrey 141 84 Encore , imperial , an 208 46 English poetry , the present state of 449 164 Enjoyments , human 168 359 Envy 328 205 Epigram 208 368 Essay on comets 283 , 364 , 486 206 215 Evil eye , INDEX. ...
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... present state of 449 Smallpox , how to cure 328 and painting 128 Smugglers , canine 46 Pope's promise , the Snuff 378 168 Potato farina 285 Society , changes of 127 mortar 206 Soup , Elysian 408 Present and future , the 309 Speech ...
... present state of 449 Smallpox , how to cure 328 and painting 128 Smugglers , canine 46 Pope's promise , the Snuff 378 168 Potato farina 285 Society , changes of 127 mortar 206 Soup , Elysian 408 Present and future , the 309 Speech ...
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... present , that noisy and miserable world - in the midst of it and pervading it - might not even our youthful eye see the spirit of Reli- gion ? And feel , even when most as- tounded with sights and sounds of wickedness , that in life ...
... present , that noisy and miserable world - in the midst of it and pervading it - might not even our youthful eye see the spirit of Reli- gion ? And feel , even when most as- tounded with sights and sounds of wickedness , that in life ...
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Страница 113 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Страница 113 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Страница 113 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Страница 113 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Страница 191 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Страница 277 - And peace went with them, one and all, And each calm pillow spread: But Guilt was my grim Chamberlain That lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red!
Страница 114 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
Страница 428 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head — poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
Страница 277 - One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold!
Страница 278 - Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful Boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.