Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Band 8William Blackwood, 1821 |
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... O'er which the laden pinnance gently glides ; The living waters sparkle round its sides , As if instinct with spirit , and awake ; In crimson light the peak of Benvenue Is mantled o'er ; the wooded Trosachs frown , And throw , with ...
... O'er which the laden pinnance gently glides ; The living waters sparkle round its sides , As if instinct with spirit , and awake ; In crimson light the peak of Benvenue Is mantled o'er ; the wooded Trosachs frown , And throw , with ...
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... o'er a morning cloud , Fall on it , and display the shrivelled trees Blasted and tall , their thin leaves in the breeze Fluttering , like plumes above a funeral shroud : The blue - winged sea - gull , with a wailing shriek , Sails round ...
... o'er a morning cloud , Fall on it , and display the shrivelled trees Blasted and tall , their thin leaves in the breeze Fluttering , like plumes above a funeral shroud : The blue - winged sea - gull , with a wailing shriek , Sails round ...
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... o'er young to be the heed of a family . Howsomever , the Lord's will maun be done , and if there is to be a match , she'll no have to fight for gentility with a straitent circumstance . As for Andrew , I wish he was weel settlt , and we ...
... o'er young to be the heed of a family . Howsomever , the Lord's will maun be done , and if there is to be a match , she'll no have to fight for gentility with a straitent circumstance . As for Andrew , I wish he was weel settlt , and we ...
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... o'er the Angel came ; The voice rose sweet and solemn as a spell , She bowed her face to Earth , and o'er it dropp'd her veil . Beauty , what art thou , that thy slightest gaze Can make the spirit from its centre roll , Its whole long ...
... o'er the Angel came ; The voice rose sweet and solemn as a spell , She bowed her face to Earth , and o'er it dropp'd her veil . Beauty , what art thou , that thy slightest gaze Can make the spirit from its centre roll , Its whole long ...
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... o'er thee swim , Gloomy and fathomless ; thy tale is told , Where is thy horn of battle ? that but blown Brought every chief of Afric from his throne ; Brought every spear of Afric from the wall ; Till all its tribes sat mounted on the ...
... o'er thee swim , Gloomy and fathomless ; thy tale is told , Where is thy horn of battle ? that but blown Brought every chief of Afric from his throne ; Brought every spear of Afric from the wall ; Till all its tribes sat mounted on the ...
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Seite 384 - That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy...
Seite 384 - All things to man's delightful use. The roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf ; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub, Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses and jessamine, Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem...
Seite 386 - Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky ; And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose. The sweetest flower for scent that blows ; And all rare blossoms from every clime Grew in that garden in perfect prime.
Seite 174 - Things vulgar, and well weigh'd, scarce worth the praise ? They praise and they admire they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other: And what delight to be by such extoll'd, To live upon their tongues and be their talk, Of whom to be dispraised were no small praise, His lot who dares be singularly good. Th' intelligent among them and the wise Are few, and glory scarce of few is raised.
Seite 116 - Among bridesmen and kinsmen, and brothers and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), " O, come ye in peace here or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar...
Seite 385 - A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.
Seite 383 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The...
Seite 267 - ... distrust of ourselves; which are not qualities of a mean spirit, as some may possibly think them; but virtues of a great and noble kind, and such as dignify our nature as much as they contribute to our repose and fortune; for nothing can be so unworthy of a wellcomposed soul, as to pass away life in bickerings and litigations, in snarling and scuffling with every one about us. " Again and again, my dear Barry, we must be at peace with our species; if not for their sakes, yet very much for our...
Seite 70 - Thy spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye ! Thy steps I follow 'with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Seite 384 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears: Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.