The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, 2권1818 |
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... tears , the blood and the lives , of the unhappy Persians . In short , he no longer considered his people but as a vile herd , destined to be immolated to satisfy his slightest caprice . The Per- sians , on the other hand , began to ...
... tears , the blood and the lives , of the unhappy Persians . In short , he no longer considered his people but as a vile herd , destined to be immolated to satisfy his slightest caprice . The Per- sians , on the other hand , began to ...
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... window , looked long and hard after the unfortunate woman , again returned , seated himself despondingly , and burst into a violent flood of tears . Insauity once more resumed the seat of reason , and he became B 3 THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 5.
... window , looked long and hard after the unfortunate woman , again returned , seated himself despondingly , and burst into a violent flood of tears . Insauity once more resumed the seat of reason , and he became B 3 THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 5.
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... tears , Each moment of thy life should bring Some new delight upon its wing ; And the wild sparkle of thine eye , - Thy guilelessness of soul revealing , - Beam ever thus as beauteously , Undimm'd - save by those gems of feeling- Those ...
... tears , Each moment of thy life should bring Some new delight upon its wing ; And the wild sparkle of thine eye , - Thy guilelessness of soul revealing , - Beam ever thus as beauteously , Undimm'd - save by those gems of feeling- Those ...
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... d from you . Oh ! you had ( cease tears from flowing ! ) A heart so tender and so true ; Every joy of heaven's bestowing All were centred once in you . While I write , my babe lies sleeping , Cradled THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 55 33.
... d from you . Oh ! you had ( cease tears from flowing ! ) A heart so tender and so true ; Every joy of heaven's bestowing All were centred once in you . While I write , my babe lies sleeping , Cradled THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 55 33.
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... tear ! On seraph's wings to heaven I fly , My Saviour waits me there . " Yet while to thee still to pursue Life's varied course is given , Oh ! keep that blissful path in view That leads the soul to heaven . " Let virtue teach thy ...
... tear ! On seraph's wings to heaven I fly , My Saviour waits me there . " Yet while to thee still to pursue Life's varied course is given , Oh ! keep that blissful path in view That leads the soul to heaven . " Let virtue teach thy ...
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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...