The Gentleman's Pocket Magazine; and Album of Literature and Fine ArtsJoseph Robins, no. 3, Bride-Court, Bridge-Street, 1829 |
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... rest , that sympathetic interest to which we often surrender our- selves , without inquiring into the cause ; he appeared to be the youngest - loving , and beloved ; his life seemed to be- long , as it were , to two families . But there ...
... rest , that sympathetic interest to which we often surrender our- selves , without inquiring into the cause ; he appeared to be the youngest - loving , and beloved ; his life seemed to be- long , as it were , to two families . But there ...
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... rest ; By all of heav'n's votaries in saintly rank renown'd , As high in blessedness , and chief in holy missal crown'd . The dead , in holy , stilly peace , the sacred dead repose , Afar from earth's turmoil and grief , and all of sick ...
... rest ; By all of heav'n's votaries in saintly rank renown'd , As high in blessedness , and chief in holy missal crown'd . The dead , in holy , stilly peace , the sacred dead repose , Afar from earth's turmoil and grief , and all of sick ...
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... rest of the " noble family , " till , at last , grown emboldened by the kind participation we lent to their merriment , they called upon the second son of our host , who was to be the future manager of the estate , for a song , after ...
... rest of the " noble family , " till , at last , grown emboldened by the kind participation we lent to their merriment , they called upon the second son of our host , who was to be the future manager of the estate , for a song , after ...
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... rest , with my gratitude , until I so insinuated myself into their good graces , that I really began to tremble lest the repeated and incessant drains upon my treasury , which in the shape of a portly barrel ornamented one corner of the ...
... rest , with my gratitude , until I so insinuated myself into their good graces , that I really began to tremble lest the repeated and incessant drains upon my treasury , which in the shape of a portly barrel ornamented one corner of the ...
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... rest , it forms a certain quantity of deposit , and becomes sufficiently clear for ordinary purposes . This deposit is the source of several evils : it renders the cisterns foul , and runs off into those pipes which issue from , or near ...
... rest , it forms a certain quantity of deposit , and becomes sufficiently clear for ordinary purposes . This deposit is the source of several evils : it renders the cisterns foul , and runs off into those pipes which issue from , or near ...
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Страница 344 - Cataracts of declamation thunder here ; There forests of no meaning spread the page, In which all comprehension wanders lost ; While fields of pleasantry amuse us there With merry descants on a nation's woes. The rest appears a wilderness of strange But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald...
Страница 344 - tis the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
Страница 273 - His was the spell o'er hearts Which only acting lends, The youngest of the sister arts, Where all their beauty blends : For ill can Poetry express Full many a tone of thought sublime, And Painting, mute and motionless, Steals but a glance of Time. But by the mighty actor brought, Illusion's perfect triumphs come ; Verse ceases to be airy thought, And Sculpture to be dumb.
Страница 354 - And strangers took the kinsman's place At many a joyous board ; Graves, which true love had bathed with tears, Were left to Heaven's bright rain, Fresh hopes were born for other years — — He never smiled again ! CŒUR-DE-LION AT THE BIER OF HIS FATHER.
Страница 146 - I can always answer, because I always know whence they have their arguments, which I have read a hundred times ; but that fellow Young is continually pestering me with something of his own."* After all, Tindal and the censurers of Young may be reconcilable.
Страница 344 - Falls a soft murmur on th' uninjured ear. Thus sitting, and surveying thus at ease The globe and its concerns, I seem advanced To some secure and more than mortal height, That liberates and exempts me from them all. It turns submitted to my view, turns round With all its generations ; I behold The tumult and am still. The sound of war Has lost its terrors ere it reaches me; Grieves, but alarms me not. I mourn the pride And...
Страница 345 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, ' Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And, while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful ev'ning in.
Страница 397 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage...
Страница 272 - All perishable ! like the electric fire, But strike the frame, and, as they strike, expire ; Incense too pure a bodied flame to bear, Its fragrance charms the sense, and blends with air.
Страница 344 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat. To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.