Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Band 13William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1846 |
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Seite 174 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, " I see the matter against me how it is framed ; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Seite 145 - REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door...
Seite 165 - To hear the solemn curfew: by whose aid Weak masters though ye be - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun. call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-based promontory Have I made shake: and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar: graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let them forth By my so potent art.
Seite 43 - The Left Wing, which I commanded, being our own horse, saving a few Scots in our rear, beat all the Prince's horse. God made them as stubble to our swords.
Seite 252 - John Keats, who was killed off by one critique, Just as he really promised something great, If not intelligible, - without Greek Contrived to talk about the Gods of late, Much as they might have been supposed to speak. Poor fellow! His was an untoward fate: 'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuffed out by an Article.
Seite 143 - My company was not unacceptable to the young and careless, as well as to the studious and literary ; and as I took a particular pleasure in the company of modest women, I had no reason to be displeased with the reception I met with from them.
Seite 25 - Which poured their warm drops on the sunny ground — So without shame I spake: — 'I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.
Seite 44 - ... of all that knew him. But few knew him; for he was a precious young man, fit for God. You have cause to bless the Lord. He is a glorious Saint in Heaven; wherein you ought exceedingly to rejoice. Let this drink up your sorrow; seeing these are not feigned words to comfort you, but the thing is so real and undoubted a truth. You may do all things by the strength of Christ. Seek that, and you shall easily bear your trial. Let this public mercy to the Church of God make you to forget your private...
Seite 385 - Father, who wouldest not the death of a sinner but rather that he should turn from his wickedness and live...
Seite 28 - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.