Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volumen1Charles Knight Knight., 1823 |
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... seemed to us particularly worthy of perusal ; but they are all so excellent , that it would be difficult to name any one as possessing peculiar merit . If there are any exceptions to this general charac- ter , they occur in the few ...
... seemed to us particularly worthy of perusal ; but they are all so excellent , that it would be difficult to name any one as possessing peculiar merit . If there are any exceptions to this general charac- ter , they occur in the few ...
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... seemed to become darkened the moment his mental eye approached it ; -every strong and dis- tinct image seemed to vanish , and leave but a vapour behind it , and it was in vain he endeavoured to make out any consistent or intelligible ...
... seemed to become darkened the moment his mental eye approached it ; -every strong and dis- tinct image seemed to vanish , and leave but a vapour behind it , and it was in vain he endeavoured to make out any consistent or intelligible ...
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... seemed now to elude the grasp of his remembrance . He had a sort of obscure sense of having been fighting , wrestling , combating fiercely , hand in hand , with some strong adversary ; -whether he had stood or fallen he could not tell ...
... seemed now to elude the grasp of his remembrance . He had a sort of obscure sense of having been fighting , wrestling , combating fiercely , hand in hand , with some strong adversary ; -whether he had stood or fallen he could not tell ...
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... seemed , like ourselves , to have had their progress interrupted ; but they were sitting quietly , and making no claim . The silence of the whole assembly was indeed such , that Sabinus motioned to me to ask no questions , adding in a ...
... seemed , like ourselves , to have had their progress interrupted ; but they were sitting quietly , and making no claim . The silence of the whole assembly was indeed such , that Sabinus motioned to me to ask no questions , adding in a ...
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... seemed to enliven almost to mockery the monumental marbles ; but one felt the real gloominess both of death and superstition , in the attitudes and accents of the living worshippers . We have noticed several inaccuracies with regard to ...
... seemed to enliven almost to mockery the monumental marbles ; but one felt the real gloominess both of death and superstition , in the attitudes and accents of the living worshippers . We have noticed several inaccuracies with regard to ...
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Página 111 - ALMIGHTY God, with whom do live the spirits of them that depart hence in the Lord, and with whom the souls of the faithful, after they are delivered from the burden of the flesh, are in joy and felicity...
Página 6 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 293 - This should have been a noble creature : he Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, Had they been wisely mingled ; as it is, It is an awful chaos — light and darkness — And mind and dust — and passions and pure thoughts, Mix'd, and contending without end or order, All dormant or destructive...
Página 293 - My haunt, and the main region of my song. —Beauty— a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials— waits upon my steps; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
Página 293 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.
Página 293 - Oh, that I were The viewless spirit of a lovely sound, A living voice, a breathing harmony, A bodiless enjoyment— born and dying With the blest tone which made me ! Enter from below a CHAMOIS HUNTER CHAMOIS HUNTER.
Página 305 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Página 7 - There came up a short manly figure, marvellously upright, with a bad neckcloth, and one hand in his waistcoat pocket. Of regular beauty he had little to boast ; but in faces where there is an expression of great power, or of great good humor, or both, you do not regret its absence.
Página 65 - Let me not have this gloomy view, About my room, around my bed ; But morning roses, wet with dew, To cool my burning brows instead. As flowers that once in Eden grew, Let them their fragrant spirits shed, And every day the sweets renew, Till I, a fading flower, am dead.
Página 293 - Could he have kept his spirit to that flight He had been happy; but this clay will sink Its spark immortal, envying it the light To which it mounts, as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink.