Spirit of the English MagazinesMunroe and Francis, 1828 |
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Sayfa 52
... Father Paul , " can return you a similar pleasure , if my friend Lorenzo will exert his custom- ary kindness . Lorenzo , the lute is in the recess at your left , on the top of that pile of the Acta Sanctorum . ' " The Dwarf started from ...
... Father Paul , " can return you a similar pleasure , if my friend Lorenzo will exert his custom- ary kindness . Lorenzo , the lute is in the recess at your left , on the top of that pile of the Acta Sanctorum . ' " The Dwarf started from ...
Sayfa 54
... father returned from the Le- vant , after having commanded a fleet against the Turks in a desperate ac- tion . In ... father's wrath , at first discovering her inter- ference , he smote his wife to the ground . I soon after came into the ...
... father returned from the Le- vant , after having commanded a fleet against the Turks in a desperate ac- tion . In ... father's wrath , at first discovering her inter- ference , he smote his wife to the ground . I soon after came into the ...
Sayfa 55
... father remembered that he had a son , and occasionally employed me as his secretary ; and at the same time , Isabel began to be occupied in learning some of those accomplish- ments which are thought necessary in society . Dancing and ...
... father remembered that he had a son , and occasionally employed me as his secretary ; and at the same time , Isabel began to be occupied in learning some of those accomplish- ments which are thought necessary in society . Dancing and ...
Sayfa 56
... father entered the cabinet wherein my sister and myself were seated . We were both of us engaged in designing a ... father's hand , and pressed it to her lips ; nor was the cold and careless glance less memo- rable , with which alone he ...
... father entered the cabinet wherein my sister and myself were seated . We were both of us engaged in designing a ... father's hand , and pressed it to her lips ; nor was the cold and careless glance less memo- rable , with which alone he ...
Sayfa 57
... father's path . But you - from the moment I first heard you speak as you did , the last evening , to Father Paul - from that moment I knew I had fallen on one who , with no hope of reward , no aim but the relief of misery , would ...
... father's path . But you - from the moment I first heard you speak as you did , the last evening , to Father Paul - from that moment I knew I had fallen on one who , with no hope of reward , no aim but the relief of misery , would ...
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Sayfa 113 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Sayfa 113 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Sayfa 113 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Sayfa 113 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Sayfa 191 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Sayfa 277 - And peace went with them, one and all, And each calm pillow spread: But Guilt was my grim Chamberlain That lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red!
Sayfa 114 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
Sayfa 428 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head — poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
Sayfa 277 - One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold!
Sayfa 278 - Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful Boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.