The Literary Magnet of the Belles Lettres, Science, and the Fine Arts, Հատոր 1Tobias Merton W.C. Wright., 1824 |
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... O'er old and young affections mourn , Rent one by one from my embrace , Till suffering ends , and I have done With all delights beneath the sun . Whence came I ? -Memory cannot say ; What am I ? -Knowledge will not show ; Bound whither ...
... O'er old and young affections mourn , Rent one by one from my embrace , Till suffering ends , and I have done With all delights beneath the sun . Whence came I ? -Memory cannot say ; What am I ? -Knowledge will not show ; Bound whither ...
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... is set upon thy name , ; A blight clouds o'er thy early fame . There's nothing now thy fate can save : Live scorn'd - or hide thee in the grave ! RUBENS . WHEN some alchymist , who pretended that he LITERARY MAGNET . 13.
... is set upon thy name , ; A blight clouds o'er thy early fame . There's nothing now thy fate can save : Live scorn'd - or hide thee in the grave ! RUBENS . WHEN some alchymist , who pretended that he LITERARY MAGNET . 13.
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... O'er dewy lawn , Listening , on tip - toe through the moonlight come ; Nor shall the shepherd haste His evening short repast , Leaving for thy sweet strain the joys of home . No more shall sylvan maid ́ ́ Her ringlets braid , Like ...
... O'er dewy lawn , Listening , on tip - toe through the moonlight come ; Nor shall the shepherd haste His evening short repast , Leaving for thy sweet strain the joys of home . No more shall sylvan maid ́ ́ Her ringlets braid , Like ...
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... o'er the Stygian bank the spirit goes , The Gods severe allow ; But all our bitter woe , Like streams in deserts lost , unheeded flows . Yet to this sylvan grave , And crystal wave , That murmurs music through the mournful grass ...
... o'er the Stygian bank the spirit goes , The Gods severe allow ; But all our bitter woe , Like streams in deserts lost , unheeded flows . Yet to this sylvan grave , And crystal wave , That murmurs music through the mournful grass ...
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... O'er his disorder'd country when he dies . If long success from virtue's paths entice , They will not blend their honour with his vice , But rather shed their tears in that swift stream Against whose might their might is as a dream ...
... O'er his disorder'd country when he dies . If long success from virtue's paths entice , They will not blend their honour with his vice , But rather shed their tears in that swift stream Against whose might their might is as a dream ...
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Էջ 28 - The glorious company of the Apostles, The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, The noble army of Martyrs praise thee.
Էջ 363 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Էջ 73 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
Էջ 100 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground...
Էջ 250 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Էջ 31 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep ; so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Էջ 28 - Thou sittest at the right hand of God in the glory of the Father. We believe that thou shalt come to be our Judge. We therefore pray thee help thy servants whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious blood.
Էջ 8 - Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her.
Էջ 358 - For, in the flaxen lilies' shade It like a bank of lilies laid. Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed; And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief delight was still On roses thus itself to fill ; And its pure virgin limbs to fold In whitest sheets of lilies cold.
Էջ 405 - And so he became a Tory, as they ca' it, which we now ca' Jacobites, just out of a kind of needcessity, that he might belang to some side or other. He had nae...