Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Հատոր 6 |
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... she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride
comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
We listen'd and look'd sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood ...
... she, and whistles thrice. The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride
comes the dark ; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
We listen'd and look'd sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood ...
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delight with which the Mariner dwells Fear at my heart , as at a cup , upon the
image of the “ pious bird of My life - blood seem'd to sip ! omen good , " as it The
stars were dim , and thick the night , Every day , for food or play , The steersman's
...
delight with which the Mariner dwells Fear at my heart , as at a cup , upon the
image of the “ pious bird of My life - blood seem'd to sip ! omen good , " as it The
stars were dim , and thick the night , Every day , for food or play , The steersman's
...
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The lady strange made answer meet , had his mind penetrated with the true I
scarce can speak for weariness . expression of a Gothic building , will Stretch
forth thy hand , and have no fear , find a similar impression conveyed by ( Said ...
The lady strange made answer meet , had his mind penetrated with the true I
scarce can speak for weariness . expression of a Gothic building , will Stretch
forth thy hand , and have no fear , find a similar impression conveyed by ( Said ...
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So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd the court : right glad they were .
Mark the result . Outside her kennel , the mastiff old But soon with alter'd voice ,
said she Lay fast asleep , in moonshine cold . “ Off , wandering mother !
So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd the court : right glad they were .
Mark the result . Outside her kennel , the mastiff old But soon with alter'd voice ,
said she Lay fast asleep , in moonshine cold . “ Off , wandering mother !
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She listen'd with a flitting blush , ' Twas partly Love , and partly Fear , With
downcast eyes and modest grace ; And partly ... I calm'd her fears , and she was
calm , I told her of the Knight that wore And told her love with virgin - pride , Upon
his ...
She listen'd with a flitting blush , ' Twas partly Love , and partly Fear , With
downcast eyes and modest grace ; And partly ... I calm'd her fears , and she was
calm , I told her of the Knight that wore And told her love with virgin - pride , Upon
his ...
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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.