Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Հատոր 6 |
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father recognizes the daughter of the And help a wretched maid to fee . hich it is
ires , which On the Lake School of Poetry , sooner the remainder comes forth to
long - estranged friend of his you explain them , the better . One thing Sir Roland
...
father recognizes the daughter of the And help a wretched maid to fee . hich it is
ires , which On the Lake School of Poetry , sooner the remainder comes forth to
long - estranged friend of his you explain them , the better . One thing Sir Roland
...
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... Saying , that she should command Carv'd with figures strange and sweet , The
service of Sir Leoline ; All made out of the carver's brain , And straight be convoy'
d , free from thrall , For a lady's chamber meet :: Back to her noble father's hall .
... Saying , that she should command Carv'd with figures strange and sweet , The
service of Sir Leoline ; All made out of the carver's brain , And straight be convoy'
d , free from thrall , For a lady's chamber meet :: Back to her noble father's hall .
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í 7 Never to hear the summer cocoa wave , At present we shall content ourOr
weep upon thy father's distant grave . " selves with quoting a few passages from
Mr Bowles ' last poem , the MisWe can conceive nothing more nasionary - not
that ...
í 7 Never to hear the summer cocoa wave , At present we shall content ourOr
weep upon thy father's distant grave . " selves with quoting a few passages from
Mr Bowles ' last poem , the MisWe can conceive nothing more nasionary - not
that ...
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But late , to grief and hopeless love a prey , “ Land of my Fathers , yet- yet forgive
, She left his side , and wander'd far ... impotent to save , Whate'er the struggles of
this heart may be , Shed their best blood upon a father's grave ; Land of my ...
But late , to grief and hopeless love a prey , “ Land of my Fathers , yet- yet forgive
, She left his side , and wander'd far ... impotent to save , Whate'er the struggles of
this heart may be , Shed their best blood upon a father's grave ; Land of my ...
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Nay ! father , the sad sequel hear from the scene , we are introduced to ' Twas
now the leafy spring - time of the year Ambition call'd me : True , I knew , to part ,
the Missionary . The scenery , in the Would break her generous and her trusting ...
Nay ! father , the sad sequel hear from the scene , we are introduced to ' Twas
now the leafy spring - time of the year Ambition call'd me : True , I knew , to part ,
the Missionary . The scenery , in the Would break her generous and her trusting ...
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Էջ 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Էջ 356 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Էջ 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Էջ 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Էջ 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Էջ 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.