The City of London Magazine, Volumen1,Tema 1 -Volumen2,Tema 9Smith, Elder and Company, 1843 |
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... face , That the moment was come when they ought to be moving , - Poor Ferdinand felt , As his eyes ' gan to melt , At the fast - flitting form of enchantment and grace , - That he'd taken a lesson in what is call'd loving . When ...
... face , That the moment was come when they ought to be moving , - Poor Ferdinand felt , As his eyes ' gan to melt , At the fast - flitting form of enchantment and grace , - That he'd taken a lesson in what is call'd loving . When ...
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... faces in multitudes beamed , And well - rounded figures in garments of light- Especially one , who was dressed all in white ; And then came a shape which he fancied he knew , A foreign young man in moustachios and rings , Who courted ...
... faces in multitudes beamed , And well - rounded figures in garments of light- Especially one , who was dressed all in white ; And then came a shape which he fancied he knew , A foreign young man in moustachios and rings , Who courted ...
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Are made for the time , just the same as her face is . And though she may vow you shall ne'er be forgot , Till eternity's ended - still , heed her not ; For eternity means , at such moments , no more Than the time till the party you ...
Are made for the time , just the same as her face is . And though she may vow you shall ne'er be forgot , Till eternity's ended - still , heed her not ; For eternity means , at such moments , no more Than the time till the party you ...
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... faces and kind hearts ! I thanked my God That all was " but a dream . " Yet still that voice Made echo in my soul - I vowed to live For usefulness - not glory ; never more To let a fond imagination veil The face of truth , to duil in ...
... faces and kind hearts ! I thanked my God That all was " but a dream . " Yet still that voice Made echo in my soul - I vowed to live For usefulness - not glory ; never more To let a fond imagination veil The face of truth , to duil in ...
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... face . The very sight thereof does bring Deep pain into my mind ; For though its excellence I sing— I would she were more kind ! When I contemplate all the charms That deck her person o'er , I long to clasp her in my arms Till time ...
... face . The very sight thereof does bring Deep pain into my mind ; For though its excellence I sing— I would she were more kind ! When I contemplate all the charms That deck her person o'er , I long to clasp her in my arms Till time ...
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Anacreon appear audience beautiful brain breath called Capital Punishment cause character Cheers Church City of London Class Congregationalism crime dark death delight doctrine earth Edward Lytton effect Elocution eternal evil eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers give glorious glory hand happy hear heart Heaven honour hope human imagination Institution intellect Julius Cæsar lady Lectures light Literary live LONDON MAGAZINE look Macbeth man's means meet mesmerized mind moral murder nature neath never night o'er Pancake pass passion Percival Keene person phrenology pleasure poet poetry present punishment racter readers recitation remarks replied round Sandon scene Shakspere Slickey smile Society song Sonnets sorrow soul speak spirit sublime sweet tell thee things thou thought tion TITHES true truth voice whilst wild woman words write Wyliehart young
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Página 143 - And surely your blood of your lives will I require : at the hand of every beast will I require it, and at the hand of man ; at the hand of every man's brother will I require the life of man. Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed : for in the image of God made he man.
Página 200 - Could I embody and unbosom now, That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, [sword.
Página 198 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound of ever-spreading sound.
Página 334 - In Books lies the soul of the whole Past Time ; the articulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and material substance of it has altogether vanished like a dream.
Página 120 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 337 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 198 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Página 188 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrowned, A listless climate made, where, sooth to say, -- No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Página 146 - And if a man lie not in wait, but God deliver him into his hand ; then I will appoint thee a place whither he shall flee. But if a man come presumptuously upon his neighbour, to slay him with guile ; thou shalt take him from mine altar, that he may die.
Página 198 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.