Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 14William Blackwood, 1823 |
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... thou , if thou be still in the land of the living , Good Dighton ! -forbid it , charming , laughter - mo- ving Rowlandson ! Bunbury was a great genius , and would have been a great caricaturist , had he been pos- sessed of art at all in ...
... thou , if thou be still in the land of the living , Good Dighton ! -forbid it , charming , laughter - mo- ving Rowlandson ! Bunbury was a great genius , and would have been a great caricaturist , had he been pos- sessed of art at all in ...
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... Thou wert not cradled , wert not born , She who has not a fault beside Should ne'er be signalized for scorn ; Else , tremble at the fate forlorn Of Anaxárete , who spurn'd The weeping Iphis from her gate , Who , scoffing long ...
... Thou wert not cradled , wert not born , She who has not a fault beside Should ne'er be signalized for scorn ; Else , tremble at the fate forlorn Of Anaxárete , who spurn'd The weeping Iphis from her gate , Who , scoffing long ...
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... thou , that its fierce might So storms my heart that it must yield , ere long , Even to a foe more terrible and strong ; To Him , from whom all cross themselves -to save ; The power whose home is in the lonely grave ! " These beautiful ...
... thou , that its fierce might So storms my heart that it must yield , ere long , Even to a foe more terrible and strong ; To Him , from whom all cross themselves -to save ; The power whose home is in the lonely grave ! " These beautiful ...
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... thou hear , Whom I with fitting praise prepare to grace , Record the good Rogero , valiant peer , The ancient root of thine illustrious race . Of him , if thou wilt lend a willing ear , The worth and warlike feats I shall retrace ; So thou ...
... thou hear , Whom I with fitting praise prepare to grace , Record the good Rogero , valiant peer , The ancient root of thine illustrious race . Of him , if thou wilt lend a willing ear , The worth and warlike feats I shall retrace ; So thou ...
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... thou a man ? then be com- passionate . Faust . Soft ! thou wilt wake thy jailers with that cry . [ He seizes the chains to unlock them . Marg . ( on her knees . ) Who gave the hangman power So soon to wake and slay ? Why call'st thou me ...
... thou a man ? then be com- passionate . Faust . Soft ! thou wilt wake thy jailers with that cry . [ He seizes the chains to unlock them . Marg . ( on her knees . ) Who gave the hangman power So soon to wake and slay ? Why call'st thou me ...
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Страница 265 - THE measure is English heroic verse without rime, as that of Homer in Greek, and of Virgil in Latin, — rime being no necessary adjunct or true ornament of poem or good verse, in longer works especially, but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame metre...
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Страница 481 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow, now at least fifty years ago; and the milkmaid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
Страница 482 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Страница 288 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Страница 482 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Страница 481 - No, I thank you; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by your daughter when I last passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days since. MILK- WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, "Come, shepherds, deck your herds"? or "As at noon Dulcina rested"?