Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, Zväzok 2Enos Bronson Hopkins and Earle, 1809 |
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Strana 13
... less to represent and midnight rencontres ; and , even himself as a hairbrained , sentimental in his complimentary effusions to la- soul , constantly carried away by fine dies of the highest rank , is for strain- fancies and visions of ...
... less to represent and midnight rencontres ; and , even himself as a hairbrained , sentimental in his complimentary effusions to la- soul , constantly carried away by fine dies of the highest rank , is for strain- fancies and visions of ...
Strana 15
... awe of this but they contain much more bad excellent lady , and to have been no taste , and are written with far more less sensible of her sound judgment a а mend by very slow degrees . The weak- speak RELIQUES OF BURNS . 15.
... awe of this but they contain much more bad excellent lady , and to have been no taste , and are written with far more less sensible of her sound judgment a а mend by very slow degrees . The weak- speak RELIQUES OF BURNS . 15.
Strana 19
... less pleasing , There are The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill , specimens , however , of such vigour And the distant - echoing glens reply . and emphasis scattered through his The stream adown its hazelly ...
... less pleasing , There are The stars they shot alang the sky ; The fox was howling on the hill , specimens , however , of such vigour And the distant - echoing glens reply . and emphasis scattered through his The stream adown its hazelly ...
Strana 22
... less remarkable here tween the men of rustick life and the than in his correspondence with Mr. polite world he observed little difference Thomson . Of all other kinds of poe_that in the former , though unpolished try , he was so ...
... less remarkable here tween the men of rustick life and the than in his correspondence with Mr. polite world he observed little difference Thomson . Of all other kinds of poe_that in the former , though unpolished try , he was so ...
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... less and frozen , voluntarily shut her eyes , to the elector's daughter , and entirely that she might not once see the assassin . won her confidence and affection . Her shrinking heart had no longerthe pow . This amiable princess ...
... less and frozen , voluntarily shut her eyes , to the elector's daughter , and entirely that she might not once see the assassin . won her confidence and affection . Her shrinking heart had no longerthe pow . This amiable princess ...
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Strana 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Strana 169 - 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.
Strana 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Strana viii - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
Strana 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Strana 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Strana 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Strana 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Strana 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.