Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 17William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1850 |
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... it's late . " " It's never late with us , " interrupted the stranger . " I have travelled far to buy your lease . What's the price of it ? " Christmas and New Year's Day at Copenhagen . Meanwhile , 34 THE DEAR LEASE .
... it's late . " " It's never late with us , " interrupted the stranger . " I have travelled far to buy your lease . What's the price of it ? " Christmas and New Year's Day at Copenhagen . Meanwhile , 34 THE DEAR LEASE .
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... Copenhagen , and of Campbell's glorious ode , " The Battle of the Baltic ; " he has heard something about the Great Belt and the Little Belt , the Skagger - Rack or Cattegat , and the Sound , but assuredly has a most confused notion of ...
... Copenhagen , and of Campbell's glorious ode , " The Battle of the Baltic ; " he has heard something about the Great Belt and the Little Belt , the Skagger - Rack or Cattegat , and the Sound , but assuredly has a most confused notion of ...
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... Copenhagen . Meanwhile , I fervently waft you , dear reader , the good old wish of " A MERRY CHRISTMAS , AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR ! " ' WILLIAM HURTON . AT ANCHOR IN A FIORD OF THE BALTIC , November 29 , 1840 . II . VOYAGE TO GLUCKSTADT ...
... Copenhagen . Meanwhile , I fervently waft you , dear reader , the good old wish of " A MERRY CHRISTMAS , AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR ! " ' WILLIAM HURTON . AT ANCHOR IN A FIORD OF THE BALTIC , November 29 , 1840 . II . VOYAGE TO GLUCKSTADT ...
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... Copenhagen , and my companion's , Hamburgh ; so we were both in the favoured category . My first impression on gaining the pier was a vivid idea of the extraordinary contrast of scenery which a few days ' swift transit had enabled me to ...
... Copenhagen , and my companion's , Hamburgh ; so we were both in the favoured category . My first impression on gaining the pier was a vivid idea of the extraordinary contrast of scenery which a few days ' swift transit had enabled me to ...
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... Copenhagen , kept by a shillings English , or only one halfpenny per mile ; good fellow named Carl Heinrich , who humorously and I assert , without exaggeration , that the car- described himself to me as being the first citizen of ...
... Copenhagen , kept by a shillings English , or only one halfpenny per mile ; good fellow named Carl Heinrich , who humorously and I assert , without exaggeration , that the car- described himself to me as being the first citizen of ...
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Стр. 337 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth: As which of you shall not? With this I depart: That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Стр. 361 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her Grave, and, oh, The difference to me!
Стр. 272 - As the sun, Ere it is risen, sometimes paints its image In the atmosphere, so often do the spirits Of great events stride on before the events. And in today already walks tomorrow.
Стр. 143 - ... affections the violet awakes ; What loved little islands, twice seen in their lakes, Can the wild water-lily restore ; What landscapes I read in the primrose's looks, And what pictures of pebbled and minnowy brooks, In the vetches that tangled their shore. Earth's cultureless buds, to my heart ye were dear, Ere the fever of passion, or ague of fear, Had scathed my existence's bloom ; Once I welcome you more, in life's passionless stage, With the visions of youth to revisit my age, And I wish...
Стр. 245 - This is the charge which we bring against Lord Byron. We say that, under some strange misapprehension as to the truth, and the duty of proclaiming it, he has exerted all the powers of his powerful mind to convince his readers, both directly and indirectly, that all ennobling pursuits, and disinterested virtues, are mere deceits or illusions, hollow and despicable mockeries for the most part, and, at best, but laborious follies.
Стр. 76 - And they made their lives bitter with hard bondage, in mortar, and in brick, and in all manner of service in the field: all their service, wherein they made them serve, was with rigour.
Стр. 241 - His former 1 1 have spoken in many places rather too bitterly and confidently of the faults of Mr. Wordsworth's poetry : And forgetting that, even on my own view of them, they were but faults of taste, or venial self-partiality, have sometimes visited them, I fear, with an asperity which should be reserved for objects of Moral reprobation.
Стр. 357 - Was frozen at its marvellous source; The rapt One, of the godlike forehead, The heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth: And Lamb, the frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks in whispers, "Who next will drop and disappear?
Стр. 361 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove: A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half - hidden from the eye! - Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, O! The difference to me!
Стр. 14 - the author of this pamphlet can assert from what to him is the highest of all authority, the authority of his own experience, that, after the satisfactory discharge of his parish duties, a minister may enjoy five days in the week of uninterrupted leisure, for the prosecution of any science in which his taste may dispose him to engage.