The Penny Magazine of the Society for the Diffusion of Useful KnowledgeCharles Knight, 1832 |
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... look upon a shilling duodecimo to be used by every one " at pleasure , when he hath occasion , " ( like the stage- coach ) as a public evil . What the stage - coach has become to the middle classes , we hope our Penny Magazine will be ...
... look upon a shilling duodecimo to be used by every one " at pleasure , when he hath occasion , " ( like the stage- coach ) as a public evil . What the stage - coach has become to the middle classes , we hope our Penny Magazine will be ...
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... look forward with joy to a season of long days and sunny skies . In simple ages rough jokes , given and taken without feelings of unkindness , form one of the most usual expressions of hilarity . There is a festival amongst the Hindoos ...
... look forward with joy to a season of long days and sunny skies . In simple ages rough jokes , given and taken without feelings of unkindness , form one of the most usual expressions of hilarity . There is a festival amongst the Hindoos ...
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... look ! On some old master I could well depend , See him with joy , and thank him as a friend ; But ill on him , who doles the day's supply , And counts our chances , who at night may die ; Yet help me , Heaven ! and let me not complain ...
... look ! On some old master I could well depend , See him with joy , and thank him as a friend ; But ill on him , who doles the day's supply , And counts our chances , who at night may die ; Yet help me , Heaven ! and let me not complain ...
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... Look for , T - the Truth . Third , by way M - my Masters , of Communicating the Truth , which is this : -A Drunkard is the annoyance of modesty ; the spoil of civility ; the destruction of reason ; the robber's agent ; the alehouse's ...
... Look for , T - the Truth . Third , by way M - my Masters , of Communicating the Truth , which is this : -A Drunkard is the annoyance of modesty ; the spoil of civility ; the destruction of reason ; the robber's agent ; the alehouse's ...
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... looks as though the hand of man had purposely buried it , by carrying and throwing over it the volcanic matter . This matter does not spread in any direction beyond the town , over the fine plain which gently declines towards the bay of ...
... looks as though the hand of man had purposely buried it , by carrying and throwing over it the volcanic matter . This matter does not spread in any direction beyond the town , over the fine plain which gently declines towards the bay of ...
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Seite 29 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
Seite 24 - WHEN I survey the bright Celestial sphere; So rich with jewels hung, that night Doth like an Ethiop bride appear: My soul her wings doth spread And heaven-ward flies, The Almighty's mysteries to read In the large volumes of the skies. For the bright firmament Shoots forth no flame So silent, but is eloquent In speaking the Creator's name.
Seite 8 - ... in winter often ere the sound of any bell awake men to labour, or to devotion ; in summer as oft with the bird that first rouses, or not much tardier, to read good authors, or cause them to be read, till the attention be weary, or memory have its full fraught : then with useful and generous labours preserving the body's health and hardiness to render lightsome, clear, and not lumpish obedience to the mind, to the cause of religion, and our country's liberty...
Seite 150 - Shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the Ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head...
Seite 133 - There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Seite 133 - At that far height the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.
Seite 251 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renew'd the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine...
Seite 150 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Seite 263 - twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.
Seite 217 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here ; Blessed be he that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.