Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 46W. Blackwood & Sons, 1839 |
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... arm is round her waist - a stage resistance follows selon les regles ; in vain she invites him to be reasonable ; he upturns his head , and swears by the gods ( in the gallery ) that But hark - at this new , touching , and unexpected ...
... arm is round her waist - a stage resistance follows selon les regles ; in vain she invites him to be reasonable ; he upturns his head , and swears by the gods ( in the gallery ) that But hark - at this new , touching , and unexpected ...
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... arms a winged messenger is deposit- ing a young nursling , on whom the painter contrives to make her look with such affectionate interest , that you almost wish you were its papa ! But do not suppose the sage femme , whose tenderness ...
... arms a winged messenger is deposit- ing a young nursling , on whom the painter contrives to make her look with such affectionate interest , that you almost wish you were its papa ! But do not suppose the sage femme , whose tenderness ...
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... arms are suddenly extended towards the relinquished prize : two long right arms are as suddenly retracted , with galvanised politeness on perceiving each other's intentions . These were the active of the party , but many a silent guest ...
... arms are suddenly extended towards the relinquished prize : two long right arms are as suddenly retracted , with galvanised politeness on perceiving each other's intentions . These were the active of the party , but many a silent guest ...
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... arms of the Vice- as they pass to the barristers and Chancellor Sir Lancelot Shadwell , of students , who bow profoundly to the the present Lord High Chancellor Benchers in return , pass on to their ( Cottenham ) , and of that able and ...
... arms of the Vice- as they pass to the barristers and Chancellor Sir Lancelot Shadwell , of students , who bow profoundly to the the present Lord High Chancellor Benchers in return , pass on to their ( Cottenham ) , and of that able and ...
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... arms , subscribed with the ini- tials C. R. , together with the escutch- eons of the distinguished , witty , and jocular persons who formed the royal party on the occasion above referred to , a minute account of all the ceremo- nies ...
... arms , subscribed with the ini- tials C. R. , together with the escutch- eons of the distinguished , witty , and jocular persons who formed the royal party on the occasion above referred to , a minute account of all the ceremo- nies ...
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Стр. 127 - Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life: thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field: in the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken : for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
Стр. 260 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Стр. 262 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Стр. 379 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food: For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Стр. 372 - tis his fancy to run, At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. " So, when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way ; They were but my visits, but thou art my home ! " Then finish, dear Cloe, this pastoral war, And let us like Horace and Lydia agree ; For thou art a girl as much brighter than her, As he was a poet sublimer than me.
Стр. 268 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Стр. 378 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Стр. 147 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She call'd on Echo still, through all the song: And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close, And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Стр. 262 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Стр. 265 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a