The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, 2권1818 |
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... Western Highlands Red is the Rose , a Dirge The Redbreast's Visit Reflections on the Instability of Life Reproach , The . · 10 • • 214 22 254 , 327 347 · 119 185 55 Reply to a Lady . 117 Reply , The .. INDEX TO VOLUME II . vii.
... Western Highlands Red is the Rose , a Dirge The Redbreast's Visit Reflections on the Instability of Life Reproach , The . · 10 • • 214 22 254 , 327 347 · 119 185 55 Reply to a Lady . 117 Reply , The .. INDEX TO VOLUME II . vii.
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... Rose , M. Anecdote of Sarah Weeping Satan , Comparison of Scottish Ballad Shade of 87 Runaway Convict , Account of a 33 180 47 293 165 172 348 120 21 295 173 -Marion Sonnet Souffriere , Account of the Eruption of the Stanzas , by A. A. ...
... Rose , M. Anecdote of Sarah Weeping Satan , Comparison of Scottish Ballad Shade of 87 Runaway Convict , Account of a 33 180 47 293 165 172 348 120 21 295 173 -Marion Sonnet Souffriere , Account of the Eruption of the Stanzas , by A. A. ...
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... rose against the tyrant , drove him from the throne which he profaned , and shut him up in the frightful cavern in the mountain of Dama- vend . There , left alone with his two serpents , and no longer able to satisfy their voracity ...
... rose against the tyrant , drove him from the throne which he profaned , and shut him up in the frightful cavern in the mountain of Dama- vend . There , left alone with his two serpents , and no longer able to satisfy their voracity ...
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... roses born to fade In blessing cold mortality ! For sure she's formed for saint's embrace : O , she's too lovely far for me ! Then from my soul O let me chase This heavy cold mortality ! Yet memory loves to trace her smile , For once ...
... roses born to fade In blessing cold mortality ! For sure she's formed for saint's embrace : O , she's too lovely far for me ! Then from my soul O let me chase This heavy cold mortality ! Yet memory loves to trace her smile , For once ...
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... rose and woodbine sweet shall blow , And shade the spot from every eye . And there sequester'd I may weep , ̧ And fan each blossom with my sighs , Till I am laid there too to sleep , And my soul greet him in the skies . MARION . PAST ...
... rose and woodbine sweet shall blow , And shade the spot from every eye . And there sequester'd I may weep , ̧ And fan each blossom with my sighs , Till I am laid there too to sleep , And my soul greet him in the skies . MARION . PAST ...
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230 페이지 - But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
344 페이지 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — nut A groan o'er his untimely lot...
230 페이지 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
230 페이지 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
230 페이지 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
197 페이지 - Parallels of this sort rather furnish similitudes to illustrate or to adorn, than supply analogies from whence to reason. The objects which are attempted to be forced into an analogy are not found in the same classes of existence. Individuals are physical beings, subject to laws universal and invariable. The immediate cause acting in these laws may be obscure : the general results are subjects of certain calculation. But cemmonwealths are not physical but moral essences.
94 페이지 - Cataracts of declamation thunder here ; There forests of no meaning spread the page, In which all comprehension wanders lost ; While fields of pleasantry amuse us there With merry descants on a nation's woes. The rest appears a wilderness of strange But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald...
98 페이지 - Franklin, as president of the "Pennsylvania Society for Promoting the Abolition of Slavery," etc., issued the following letter: — "AN ADDRESS TO THE PUBLIC. " From the Pennsylvania Society for Promoting the Abolition of Slavery, and the Relief of Free Negroes unla-wfully held in Bondage.
320 페이지 - His face was broad and fat, his mouth wide, and without any other expression than that of imbecility. His eyes, vacant and spiritless; and the corpulence of his whole person was far better fitted to communicate the idea of a turtle-eating alderman, than of a refined philosopher.
205 페이지 - ... new acquirements would enable me to see the ladies with tolerable intrepidity ; but, alas ! how vain are all the hopes of theory...