Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 45W. Blackwood & Sons, 1839 |
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... passion that is most powerfully moved by means of national music . A few characteristic notes , breathed from a simple reed , or sung by a rugged voice , will , to men at a distance from their native land , more readily and forcibly ...
... passion that is most powerfully moved by means of national music . A few characteristic notes , breathed from a simple reed , or sung by a rugged voice , will , to men at a distance from their native land , more readily and forcibly ...
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... passion for passion ; when your ear- nestness and my fancy encountered timidly yet most fondly ; and we said to ourselves that this in truth was love , while we dared not say it to one another . That all this was guilt and disgrace to ...
... passion for passion ; when your ear- nestness and my fancy encountered timidly yet most fondly ; and we said to ourselves that this in truth was love , while we dared not say it to one another . That all this was guilt and disgrace to ...
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... passion , I thought that I had found realized in you all I once dreamt of , wanting only my own irrecoverable rapture , and fancied that the one great woe of nature and destiny was the folly which led me to lavish my life upon another ...
... passion , I thought that I had found realized in you all I once dreamt of , wanting only my own irrecoverable rapture , and fancied that the one great woe of nature and destiny was the folly which led me to lavish my life upon another ...
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... passion for me ; nay , a few of his songs were but versifications of passages in my letters to him . word - for I have loitered too weakly already - I became wholly his , but not before I fancied that he was no less entirely my own . It ...
... passion for me ; nay , a few of his songs were but versifications of passages in my letters to him . word - for I have loitered too weakly already - I became wholly his , but not before I fancied that he was no less entirely my own . It ...
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... passion for Selina - his hate of Walsingham - his tender reverence for Maria — his grateful devotion to her mother's memory - and , as lying in the same range of feeling , and akin in depth , although not outwardly con- nected with ...
... passion for Selina - his hate of Walsingham - his tender reverence for Maria — his grateful devotion to her mother's memory - and , as lying in the same range of feeling , and akin in depth , although not outwardly con- nected with ...
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Страница 312 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Страница 136 - Echo still through all the song ; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close; And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
Страница 184 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Страница 313 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath...
Страница 140 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Страница 541 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Страница 571 - But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers ? Or can it mix them with that matchless skill, And lose them in each other, as appears In every bud that blows...
Страница 564 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, "Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Страница 313 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 136 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul : And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound ; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.