The New Monthly Magazine, Հատոր 3E. Littell, 1822 |
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... heart had , in her youth , driven from the world , which she was made to adorn . Upon receiving my letters , she re- tired for a few moments , and returned with the sister of my friend . I beheld her , not quite twelve months before ...
... heart had , in her youth , driven from the world , which she was made to adorn . Upon receiving my letters , she re- tired for a few moments , and returned with the sister of my friend . I beheld her , not quite twelve months before ...
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... heart of adamant . The patient now knelt beside her . I shall never , while I have memory on this side the grave , forget the heavenly abandonment and eleva- tion of soul , the boundless hope and unclouded faith , which played upon the ...
... heart of adamant . The patient now knelt beside her . I shall never , while I have memory on this side the grave , forget the heavenly abandonment and eleva- tion of soul , the boundless hope and unclouded faith , which played upon the ...
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... heart , still warm , glowed with passionate curiosity to behold this incomparable beauty . I set out secretly from Co- rinth , then the place of my abode ; and after a journey which need not be detailed , reached Antioch , the royal ...
... heart , still warm , glowed with passionate curiosity to behold this incomparable beauty . I set out secretly from Co- rinth , then the place of my abode ; and after a journey which need not be detailed , reached Antioch , the royal ...
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... heart would question - why Those once so bright , appear so joyless now ? - Look on the West ! The sinking sun's last beam Sheds on thy cheek a love - like brilliancy- The sun is set ; and now thy features seem More dark than ere his ...
... heart would question - why Those once so bright , appear so joyless now ? - Look on the West ! The sinking sun's last beam Sheds on thy cheek a love - like brilliancy- The sun is set ; and now thy features seem More dark than ere his ...
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... heart which , though broken , was still ill at rest . In her carriage there were still the remains of her early dignity . The vision faded from my eyes-- but from my heart never . The impression it left on my mind was like that of a ...
... heart which , though broken , was still ill at rest . In her carriage there were still the remains of her early dignity . The vision faded from my eyes-- but from my heart never . The impression it left on my mind was like that of a ...
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Էջ 415 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
Էջ 491 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Էջ 238 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Էջ 236 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Էջ 237 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Էջ 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Էջ 236 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
Էջ 220 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
Էջ 491 - This dish of meat is too good for any but Anglers, or very honest men ; and I trust, you will prove both, and therefore I have trusted you with this secret.
Էջ 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.