The Metropolitan Magazine, 54권 |
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But since I now prepare her obsequies , Abide ye here : and waiting chaunt a
hymn To the dark God , whom no libations reach . And let Thessalians all , where'
er I rule , Join as I bid , in grief for this dear corpse , With close shorn hair , and ...
But since I now prepare her obsequies , Abide ye here : and waiting chaunt a
hymn To the dark God , whom no libations reach . And let Thessalians all , where'
er I rule , Join as I bid , in grief for this dear corpse , With close shorn hair , and ...
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The gloomy appearance of the place , and the dark figure siting listlessly on the
iron bedstead , the only article of furniture it contained , frightened the doctor so
much , that when the turnkey said coarsely , “ Come , you must look alive there ...
The gloomy appearance of the place , and the dark figure siting listlessly on the
iron bedstead , the only article of furniture it contained , frightened the doctor so
much , that when the turnkey said coarsely , “ Come , you must look alive there ...
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As a foreshadowing of the dark future , a consciousness came upon her , that the
next best thing that we can do , when to do what we deem right appears an
impossibility , is the first downward step to the dark gulf , wherein self - respect
and ...
As a foreshadowing of the dark future , a consciousness came upon her , that the
next best thing that we can do , when to do what we deem right appears an
impossibility , is the first downward step to the dark gulf , wherein self - respect
and ...
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Unhand me , wretch ! for by every saint in Heaven , I swear never to quit your side
in the light of the blessed day , or in the dark hour of midnight , until your foul
blood washes out the dark stain which your polluted lips have dared to utter .
Unhand me , wretch ! for by every saint in Heaven , I swear never to quit your side
in the light of the blessed day , or in the dark hour of midnight , until your foul
blood washes out the dark stain which your polluted lips have dared to utter .
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The dark uncertainty around was at length broken upon by the following letter ,
silently placed in her hands by Lady Shirley . “ MY DEAR SISTER , Paris , April
12 . “ I truly write this in as great strait as mortal man was ever put to - I mean ,
with ...
The dark uncertainty around was at length broken upon by the following letter ,
silently placed in her hands by Lady Shirley . “ MY DEAR SISTER , Paris , April
12 . “ I truly write this in as great strait as mortal man was ever put to - I mean ,
with ...
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364 페이지 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
311 페이지 - Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
122 페이지 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of an echo; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such; I stood Among them, but not of them; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
256 페이지 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
355 페이지 - In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC, The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But...
256 페이지 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
311 페이지 - Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
399 페이지 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
435 페이지 - Short upper lip— sweet lips ! that make us sigh Ever to have seen such ; for she was one Fit for the model of a statuary, (A race of mere impostors, when all's done — I've seen much finer women, ripe and real, Than all the nonsense of their stone ideal).
178 페이지 - for he never sought it in the right place. The famous Fountain of Youth, if I am rightly informed, is situated in the southern part of the Floridian peninsula, not far from Lake Macaco. Its source is overshadowed by several gigantic magnolias, which, though numberless centuries old, have been kept as fresh as violets by the virtues of this wonderful water. An acquaintance of mine, knowing my curiosity in such matters, has sent me what you see in the vase.