The Illustrated Magazine, Bände 23-24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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... gardens of pleasant Kent , where the wandering Arab tribes have found a brief abiding - place among the green clusters ... garden where the roach sported among the green fea- thery branches . As the evening comes on , when the white moth ...
... gardens of pleasant Kent , where the wandering Arab tribes have found a brief abiding - place among the green clusters ... garden where the roach sported among the green fea- thery branches . As the evening comes on , when the white moth ...
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... Garden . A great deal of company , and the weather and garden pleasant , and it is very pleasant and cheap going thither , for a man may go to spend what he will , or nothing , all as one . But to hear the night- ingale and other birds ...
... Garden . A great deal of company , and the weather and garden pleasant , and it is very pleasant and cheap going thither , for a man may go to spend what he will , or nothing , all as one . But to hear the night- ingale and other birds ...
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... garden , field , and street . This afternoon , English and Italian ladies are al- ready preparing hospital wards in the Albergo , where some Austrian colonel had his quarters not twenty - four hours back . * Such , for instance as the ...
... garden , field , and street . This afternoon , English and Italian ladies are al- ready preparing hospital wards in the Albergo , where some Austrian colonel had his quarters not twenty - four hours back . * Such , for instance as the ...
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... gardens . The villagers still seem scared , and fluttered , like fowls after the swoop of a hawk . Their suspense is ... garden and see where a bomb tore his fruit - trees , and furrowed his maize and potato- plots . But we pass on ...
... gardens . The villagers still seem scared , and fluttered , like fowls after the swoop of a hawk . Their suspense is ... garden and see where a bomb tore his fruit - trees , and furrowed his maize and potato- plots . But we pass on ...
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... garden all overhung by the sweet lilac in the spring - time , where I used to lie and dream , and wonder what the world was like ; and long to get out into it like others . Ah , me ! we are all of us in such a hurry to thrust ourselves ...
... garden all overhung by the sweet lilac in the spring - time , where I used to lie and dream , and wonder what the world was like ; and long to get out into it like others . Ah , me ! we are all of us in such a hurry to thrust ourselves ...
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Seite 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Seite 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Seite 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Seite 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Seite 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Seite 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Seite 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Seite 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Seite 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.