The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Volumen31Henry Colburn and Company, 1831 |
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... eyes . “ Banish , O gentle being , all earthly passions from thy anxious mind : lift up thy thought , as an offering to the Eternal Father , and die- beyond this life only is the end of thy long martyrdom . “ Such was the immovable fate ...
... eyes . “ Banish , O gentle being , all earthly passions from thy anxious mind : lift up thy thought , as an offering to the Eternal Father , and die- beyond this life only is the end of thy long martyrdom . “ Such was the immovable fate ...
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... eyes to Heaven , his heritage , think in whose image he was made , and turn his sorrow into joy : let those on whom earthly gifts were amply bestowed amply bestow them on others , but with that modest silence , with that friendly mien ...
... eyes to Heaven , his heritage , think in whose image he was made , and turn his sorrow into joy : let those on whom earthly gifts were amply bestowed amply bestow them on others , but with that modest silence , with that friendly mien ...
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... eye A saving shore to spy . So did the load of memory Sink heavy on that soul : How oft to men he long'd his breast's ... eyes Shorn of their flashing rays , Hard - wrestling with the past he stood In speechless solitude . Aud with the ...
... eye A saving shore to spy . So did the load of memory Sink heavy on that soul : How oft to men he long'd his breast's ... eyes Shorn of their flashing rays , Hard - wrestling with the past he stood In speechless solitude . Aud with the ...
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... eyes my father , were unholy , and the look can never deceive the heart . I saw that he was a servant of darkness , destined to the gloom of the eternal Tataros . ” Say , rather , " interrupted the saint , “ that he is the servant of ...
... eyes my father , were unholy , and the look can never deceive the heart . I saw that he was a servant of darkness , destined to the gloom of the eternal Tataros . ” Say , rather , " interrupted the saint , “ that he is the servant of ...
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... eyes . · Forgive me , she then said , “ I will attend more strictly to my task , " and she laid an emphasis , half of scorn , half of sorrow , on the words . “ This man came suddenly upon me . He bandaged mine eyes , and stopped the ...
... eyes . · Forgive me , she then said , “ I will attend more strictly to my task , " and she laid an emphasis , half of scorn , half of sorrow , on the words . “ This man came suddenly upon me . He bandaged mine eyes , and stopped the ...
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Página 293 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 293 - The Epipsychidion is a mystery ; as to real flesh and blood, you know that I do not deal in those articles ; you might as well go to a ginshop for a leg of mutton, as expect anything human or earthly from me.
Página 235 - Thoughts of great deeds were mine, dear Friend, when first The clouds which wrap this world from youth did pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas!
Página 238 - No one knows better than their real author, that his opinions and mine differ materially upon the metaphysical portion of that work ; though in common with all who are not blinded by baseness and bigotry, I highly admire the poetry of that and his other publications.
Página 238 - I have not seen this production for several years ; I doubt not but that it is perfectly worthless in point of literary composition ; and that in all that concerns moral and political speculation, as well as in the subtler discriminations of metaphysical and religious doctrine, it is still more crude and immature.
Página 294 - He was the most gentle, most amiable, and least worldly-minded person I ever met; full of delicacy, disinterested beyond all other men, and possessing a degree of genius, joined to a simplicity, as rare as it is admirable. He had formed to himself a beau ideal of all that is fine, high-minded, and noble, and he acted up to this ideal even to the very letter.
Página 235 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Página 403 - Now sing ye the death-song, and loudly pray For the soul of my Knight so dear ; And call me a widow this wretched day, Since the warning of God is here ! For...
Página 292 - ALAS ! good friend, what profit can you see In hating such a hateless thing as me ? There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side. In vain would you assuage Your frowns upon an unresisting smile, In which not even contempt lurks, to beguile Your heart, by some faint sympathy of hate.
Página 235 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.