Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen14John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1848 |
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... king . He was the means of Madonna di San Sisto , as representing the enabling them to carry on a small mystifi- glorified body of the " bella Giardiniere . " cation , by supplying them with verses A more minute acquaintance with the ...
... king . He was the means of Madonna di San Sisto , as representing the enabling them to carry on a small mystifi- glorified body of the " bella Giardiniere . " cation , by supplying them with verses A more minute acquaintance with the ...
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... King Philocyprus . It was most probably in his retreat in Cyprus that he composed one of the few poems of his which have come down to us , O Athenians ! ascribe not to the gods the ills that overwhelm you ; it is the work of your own ...
... King Philocyprus . It was most probably in his retreat in Cyprus that he composed one of the few poems of his which have come down to us , O Athenians ! ascribe not to the gods the ills that overwhelm you ; it is the work of your own ...
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... King Croesus , which was declined in the same con- tented spirit of independence . His declining years were passed in peace- ful retirement , employing much of his time in literary pursuits . His writings have perished ; but they ...
... King Croesus , which was declined in the same con- tented spirit of independence . His declining years were passed in peace- ful retirement , employing much of his time in literary pursuits . His writings have perished ; but they ...
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... king of Israel , " When I treatises . These , generally , are cold and consider thy heavens , the work of thy fin- dry . Trusting , it would seem , to the in- gers , the moon and the stars , which thou trinsic grandeur of the subject ...
... king of Israel , " When I treatises . These , generally , are cold and consider thy heavens , the work of thy fin- dry . Trusting , it would seem , to the in- gers , the moon and the stars , which thou trinsic grandeur of the subject ...
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... king of the sky - and imagination was not his only faculty . We from those glorious jewels , hanging like look on Professor Nichol as an accomplish- two pendants of equal weight and brilliancy , ed mediator between the two classes of ...
... king of the sky - and imagination was not his only faculty . We from those glorious jewels , hanging like look on Professor Nichol as an accomplish- two pendants of equal weight and brilliancy , ed mediator between the two classes of ...
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Página 413 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu...
Página 412 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Página 520 - My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy ? art cold ? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
Página 413 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Página 412 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Página 396 - 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.
Página 412 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Página 409 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Página 521 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Página 105 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.