The City of London Magazine, Band 1,Ausgabe 1 -Band 2,Ausgabe 9Smith, Elder and Company, 1843 |
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... night after supper his meershaum would smoke , Was partial to wearing a Mackintosh cloak ; Was his father's sole son , Was in age twenty - one , And by most of his friends he was call'd " a rum bloke . " Mr. Ferdinand Pigswiddy went out ...
... night after supper his meershaum would smoke , Was partial to wearing a Mackintosh cloak ; Was his father's sole son , Was in age twenty - one , And by most of his friends he was call'd " a rum bloke . " Mr. Ferdinand Pigswiddy went out ...
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... night ! Round his couch eyes and faces in multitudes beamed , And well - rounded figures in garments of light ... nights and for weeks this went on , And Ferdinand grew very pallid and wan ; In vain Mr. Bluepill , the doctor , attended ...
... night ! Round his couch eyes and faces in multitudes beamed , And well - rounded figures in garments of light ... nights and for weeks this went on , And Ferdinand grew very pallid and wan ; In vain Mr. Bluepill , the doctor , attended ...
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... night ? " " Well I will , " was the answer that Pigswiddy got , " And I'll come back at nine , whether lucky or not . " " Twere vain to relate how the hours that pass'd Till the lady returned , flew by no means so fast As Ferdinand ...
... night ? " " Well I will , " was the answer that Pigswiddy got , " And I'll come back at nine , whether lucky or not . " " Twere vain to relate how the hours that pass'd Till the lady returned , flew by no means so fast As Ferdinand ...
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... " And pass through blackest night to endless day . Conqueror of Death , forgive ! did not a tear Flow from thine eyes o'er friendship's honored bier ? DELTA . 19 NOTES ON LANGUAGE . " Polonius - What do 18 On the Loss of Friends .
... " And pass through blackest night to endless day . Conqueror of Death , forgive ! did not a tear Flow from thine eyes o'er friendship's honored bier ? DELTA . 19 NOTES ON LANGUAGE . " Polonius - What do 18 On the Loss of Friends .
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... night ; his brow The freshest laurels wreathed - his keen , dark eye Now flashed with triumph , now with softer light Beamed on the lovely partner of his fame , She with the sunny hair and radiant eyes , That nestled by his side . They ...
... night ; his brow The freshest laurels wreathed - his keen , dark eye Now flashed with triumph , now with softer light Beamed on the lovely partner of his fame , She with the sunny hair and radiant eyes , That nestled by his side . They ...
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Anacreon appear audience beautiful brain breath called Capital Punishment cause character Cheers Church City of London Class Congregationalism crime dark death delight doctrine earth Edward Lytton effect Elocution eternal evil eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers give glorious glory hand happy hear heart Heaven honour hope human imagination Institution intellect Julius Cæsar lady Lectures light Literary live LONDON MAGAZINE look Macbeth man's means meet mesmerized mind moral murder nature neath never night o'er Pancake pass passion Percival Keene person phrenology pleasure poet poetry present punishment racter readers recitation remarks replied round Sandon scene Shakspere Slickey smile Society song Sonnets sorrow soul speak spirit sublime sweet tell thee things thou thought tion TITHES true truth voice whilst wild woman words write Wyliehart young
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Seite 143 - And surely your blood of your lives will I require : at the hand of every beast will I require it, and at the hand of man ; at the hand of every man's brother will I require the life of man. Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed : for in the image of God made he man.
Seite 200 - Could I embody and unbosom now, That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, [sword.
Seite 198 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound of ever-spreading sound.
Seite 334 - In Books lies the soul of the whole Past Time ; the articulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and material substance of it has altogether vanished like a dream.
Seite 120 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Seite 337 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 198 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Seite 188 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrowned, A listless climate made, where, sooth to say, -- No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Seite 146 - And if a man lie not in wait, but God deliver him into his hand ; then I will appoint thee a place whither he shall flee. But if a man come presumptuously upon his neighbour, to slay him with guile ; thou shalt take him from mine altar, that he may die.
Seite 198 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.