The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of the Most Eminent Writers, with Many Original Pieces, Zväzok 1Alexander Whitelaw Blackie & Son, 1835 |
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... , The Cousins , My Mother's Grave , To England , The Lottery Ticket , Devotion , The Planter , PAGE . 1 12 17 26 28 36 4.2 43 44 46 • 48 50 57 58 64 73 74 76 83 84 88 89 93 100 • 102 103 109 111 PAGE † The Sewers , One Night in Rome ,
... , The Cousins , My Mother's Grave , To England , The Lottery Ticket , Devotion , The Planter , PAGE . 1 12 17 26 28 36 4.2 43 44 46 • 48 50 57 58 64 73 74 76 83 84 88 89 93 100 • 102 103 109 111 PAGE † The Sewers , One Night in Rome ,
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... mother , and my brother Daniel ? Ah ! I think , Flora , your clothes have the very smell of the sea- shore , and of the bark of the nets , and of the heather hills of Argyleshire . Alas ! the happy days you remind me of , Flora ...
... mother , and my brother Daniel ? Ah ! I think , Flora , your clothes have the very smell of the sea- shore , and of the bark of the nets , and of the heather hills of Argyleshire . Alas ! the happy days you remind me of , Flora ...
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... mother stooping to caress her , And cries : Give me , thy child , dominion Over all height and depth ? if Life can breed New wants , and wealth from those who toil and groan Rend of thy gifts and hers a thousand fold for one . Come Thou ...
... mother stooping to caress her , And cries : Give me , thy child , dominion Over all height and depth ? if Life can breed New wants , and wealth from those who toil and groan Rend of thy gifts and hers a thousand fold for one . Come Thou ...
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... mother's feet . " The child grows unbearable , " cried the grand chamberlain , as he rubbed the calf of his leg , which was smarting with pain ; and the mother wiped the tears from the cheeks of the little one . " Poor child ! " said ...
... mother's feet . " The child grows unbearable , " cried the grand chamberlain , as he rubbed the calf of his leg , which was smarting with pain ; and the mother wiped the tears from the cheeks of the little one . " Poor child ! " said ...
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... mother beheld , with a mother's agony , the youthful limbs and features of her boy exhibit the sick- ly effects of habitual privation , and habitual toil ; while the son mourned to see the feebleness of a premature old age begin to ...
... mother beheld , with a mother's agony , the youthful limbs and features of her boy exhibit the sick- ly effects of habitual privation , and habitual toil ; while the son mourned to see the feebleness of a premature old age begin to ...
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Agenor appeared arms barouche beauty Bessy Bell blessed Boadicea bosom breath Burns CASQUET child cloud cottage countess cried dark daughter dear death deep door dream earth exclaimed eyes father fear feel flowers gentle gentleman girl Glasgow Gourock grand chamberlain Greenock hand happy hath head heard heart heaven honour hope hour husband Kate knew lady Lady G lassie leave light live look Lord Lord G Lutha marriage married matter morning mother never night o'er Odin once Oranmore Paddy passed poor Pounteney Rathmor replied Robert Burns round Scotland seemed sigh sister sleep smile solan goose soon soul spirit St Mary's Loch Stabroek stood stranger Suetonius sure sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought trees turned Vivian voice walk weep widow wife wild wind woman young youth
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Strana 349 - Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Strana 346 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Strana 102 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, And half forget what world or worldling meant.
Strana 320 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us Heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Strana 417 - They are the only persons who, in one sense, retain it always, and they furnish their neighbours with the same idea. The other children grow up to manhood and womanhood, and suffer all the changes of mortality. This one alone is rendered an immortal child. Death has arrested it with his kindly harshness, and blessed it into an eternal image of youth and innocence.
Strana 343 - I instantly distended the lower part of the flower, and, placing it in a full light, could discover troops of little insects frisking and capering with wild jollity among the narrow pedestals that supported its leaves, and the little threads that occupied its centre.
Strana 16 - He who taught man to vanquish whatsoever Can be between the cradle and the grave Crowned him the King of Life. Oh, vain endeavour! If on his own high will, a willing slave, He has enthroned the oppression and the oppressor.
Strana 243 - I've touched the fellow's life ! it must be more than two foot of blubber that stops my iron from reaching the life of any whale that ever sculled the ocean !" " I believe you have saved yourself the trouble of using the bayonet you have rigged for a lance...
Strana 343 - On the polished bottoms of these, brighter than Parian marble, walked in pairs, alone, or in larger companies, the winged inhabitants : these, from little dusky flies, for such only the nake'd eye would have shown them, were raised to glorious glittering animals, stained with living purple, and with a glossy gold, that would have made all the labors of the loom contemptible in the comparison.
Strana 418 - Wherever there is a province of that benevolent and all-accessible empire, whether on earth or elsewhere, such are the gentle spirits that must inhabit it. To such simplicity, or the resemblance of it, must they come. Such must be the ready confidence of their hearts, and creativeness of their fancy. And so ignorant must they be of the " knowledge of good and evil...