The Dublin University Magazine, Том 38William Curry, Jun., and Company, 1851 |
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... feel ; ' tis not self - satiate , It lives but in the life it draws from thee ! Yes ! if the fire that burns within me finds Its natural outbreak in a warm regard , Tempering its strength behind the veil which o'er it Thy bashful beauty ...
... feel ; ' tis not self - satiate , It lives but in the life it draws from thee ! Yes ! if the fire that burns within me finds Its natural outbreak in a warm regard , Tempering its strength behind the veil which o'er it Thy bashful beauty ...
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... feeling of delight ; instead of plain And country garb , thou shalt have queenly vesture , And change the dulness of ... feel when She misses her on whom her aged eyes Fell , as their daily treasure , her too , fled From the dear fold of ...
... feeling of delight ; instead of plain And country garb , thou shalt have queenly vesture , And change the dulness of ... feel when She misses her on whom her aged eyes Fell , as their daily treasure , her too , fled From the dear fold of ...
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... feel an interest in the subject , to be satisfied of their identity . The reason seems to be that neither of the gentleman are POETS , in any high sense of the term ; they are men of learning and taste , with a ta- lent for correct and ...
... feel an interest in the subject , to be satisfied of their identity . The reason seems to be that neither of the gentleman are POETS , in any high sense of the term ; they are men of learning and taste , with a ta- lent for correct and ...
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... feel the beauty that so delights his own . We speak of Mr. Bennett's poetical nature , not of his poetical works ... feeling , and harmony - a lyric . In our modern songs the " linked sweetness " is , alas ! too long drawn out ...
... feel the beauty that so delights his own . We speak of Mr. Bennett's poetical nature , not of his poetical works ... feeling , and harmony - a lyric . In our modern songs the " linked sweetness " is , alas ! too long drawn out ...
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... feels disposed to " get savage " with us for our verdict , we cannot help it . We shall address him , in the concluding ... feel Thy wound , although we cannot heal . " p . 94 . Our present garland has now almost approached that size and ...
... feels disposed to " get savage " with us for our verdict , we cannot help it . We shall address him , in the concluding ... feel Thy wound , although we cannot heal . " p . 94 . Our present garland has now almost approached that size and ...
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Стр. 19 - PANSIES, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises ; Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory ; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story : There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
Стр. 275 - I shall say the less of Mr Collier, because in many things he has taxed me justly; and I have pleaded guilty to all thoughts and expressions of mine which can be truly argued of obscenity, profaneness, or immorality, and retract them. If he be my enemy, let him triumph; if he be my friend, as I have given him no personal occasion to be otherwise, he will be glad of my repentance.
Стр. 348 - No; were I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion ! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. P.
Стр. 10 - I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
Стр. 406 - The thing that hath been is that which shall be ; and that which is done is that which shall be done ; and there is no new thing under the sun.
Стр. 92 - ... 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. And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death ; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of...
Стр. 606 - Foul outrage which thou knowest not, which thou shalt never know. Then clasp me round the neck once more, and give me one more kiss; And now mine own dear little girl, there is no way but this." With that he lifted high the steel, and smote her in the side, And in her blood she sank to earth, and with one sob she died.
Стр. 249 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Стр. 83 - Of yellow ragwort; or when rock and hill, The woods, and distant Skiddaw's lofty height, Were bronzed with deepest radiance, stood alone Beneath the sky, as if I had been born On Indian plains, and from my mother's hut Had run abroad in wantonness, to sport, A naked savage, in the thunder shower.
Стр. 578 - Thou hast made my days as it were a span long, and mine age is even as nothing in respect of Thee ; and verily every man living is altogether vanity. For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth himself in vain ; he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them. And now, Lord, what is my hope : truly my hope is even in Thee.