The City of London Magazine, Volumen1,Tema 1 -Volumen2,Tema 9Smith, Elder and Company, 1843 |
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... wild minstrel as he swept the chords , And wove their names into his song , and hid War's shame ' neath glory's mantle ; how they gazed And clutched ideal swords and smote in air . Then softer melodies arose , the din Of warlike ...
... wild minstrel as he swept the chords , And wove their names into his song , and hid War's shame ' neath glory's mantle ; how they gazed And clutched ideal swords and smote in air . Then softer melodies arose , the din Of warlike ...
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... wild steeds without a rein- And as thy billows to the sky are driven , So doth the soul rise upwards to its heaven . Thrones totter , fall , and are forgot by Fame ; Kings , heroes , statesmen , flourish , fall , and die ; But thou art ...
... wild steeds without a rein- And as thy billows to the sky are driven , So doth the soul rise upwards to its heaven . Thrones totter , fall , and are forgot by Fame ; Kings , heroes , statesmen , flourish , fall , and die ; But thou art ...
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... wild and everlasting wave , I may rejoice , although all soul I be , To know there's not an atom but is free . MONOS . HIGHWAYS AND BYEWAYS TO GLORY . Gloria , che sei mai tu ? Sei dolce frode , Figlia di lungo affanno , un ' aura vana ...
... wild and everlasting wave , I may rejoice , although all soul I be , To know there's not an atom but is free . MONOS . HIGHWAYS AND BYEWAYS TO GLORY . Gloria , che sei mai tu ? Sei dolce frode , Figlia di lungo affanno , un ' aura vana ...
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... wild sea ; Earth was that barren steep , Time was that stormy deep , And the opposing shore , Eternity ! " Why dost thou watch the wave ? Thy feet the waters lave ; The tide engulfs thee if thou dost delay . " " Unscath'd I watch the ...
... wild sea ; Earth was that barren steep , Time was that stormy deep , And the opposing shore , Eternity ! " Why dost thou watch the wave ? Thy feet the waters lave ; The tide engulfs thee if thou dost delay . " " Unscath'd I watch the ...
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... wild ! " -Never may I forget The dream that haunts me yet , Of PATIENCE nursing HOPE - the Angel and the Child ! Let us revert , however , to the question we proposed to ourselves , viz . : - To what rank as a poet is Sir Edward Lytton ...
... wild ! " -Never may I forget The dream that haunts me yet , Of PATIENCE nursing HOPE - the Angel and the Child ! Let us revert , however , to the question we proposed to ourselves , viz . : - To what rank as a poet is Sir Edward Lytton ...
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Anacreon appear audience beautiful brain breath called Capital Punishment cause character Cheers Church City of London Class Congregationalism crime dark death delight doctrine earth Edward Lytton effect Elocution eternal evil eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers give glorious glory hand happy hear heart Heaven honour hope human imagination Institution intellect Julius Cæsar lady Lectures light Literary live LONDON MAGAZINE look Macbeth man's means meet mesmerized mind moral murder nature neath never night o'er Pancake pass passion Percival Keene person phrenology pleasure poet poetry present punishment racter readers recitation remarks replied round Sandon scene Shakspere Slickey smile Society song Sonnets sorrow soul speak spirit sublime sweet tell thee things thou thought tion TITHES true truth voice whilst wild woman words write Wyliehart young
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Página 143 - And surely your blood of your lives will I require : at the hand of every beast will I require it, and at the hand of man ; at the hand of every man's brother will I require the life of man. Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed : for in the image of God made he man.
Página 200 - Could I embody and unbosom now, That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, [sword.
Página 198 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound of ever-spreading sound.
Página 334 - In Books lies the soul of the whole Past Time ; the articulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and material substance of it has altogether vanished like a dream.
Página 120 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 337 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 198 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Página 188 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrowned, A listless climate made, where, sooth to say, -- No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Página 146 - And if a man lie not in wait, but God deliver him into his hand ; then I will appoint thee a place whither he shall flee. But if a man come presumptuously upon his neighbour, to slay him with guile ; thou shalt take him from mine altar, that he may die.
Página 198 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.