The Cornish Magazine, Tema 25J. Philip, 1826 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 100
Página 3
... thee from thy sacred shrine , A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , And bade a Poet's wreath be thine , - His deathless page entomb thee ! That hour is past , -those dreams are fled , - Ties , sweeter , holier , bind me now ; And ...
... thee from thy sacred shrine , A brighter fate she scarce could doom thee , And bade a Poet's wreath be thine , - His deathless page entomb thee ! That hour is past , -those dreams are fled , - Ties , sweeter , holier , bind me now ; And ...
Página 4
... thee From every blessed influence of Heaven ; Thus hast thou laid for ages iron - bound As with a curse . Thus art thou doomed to lie , Yet not for ever . At the time of the Christian era , Palestine was divided into five Pro- vinces ...
... thee From every blessed influence of Heaven ; Thus hast thou laid for ages iron - bound As with a curse . Thus art thou doomed to lie , Yet not for ever . At the time of the Christian era , Palestine was divided into five Pro- vinces ...
Página 6
... thee , Evening , for the hues Of beauty that adorn thy reign , Thy golden skies , thy glittering dews , Thy pensive moon , thy starry train . I love thee all - oh , wheresoe'er My musing eye its gazing bends , All beautiful thou art all ...
... thee , Evening , for the hues Of beauty that adorn thy reign , Thy golden skies , thy glittering dews , Thy pensive moon , thy starry train . I love thee all - oh , wheresoe'er My musing eye its gazing bends , All beautiful thou art all ...
Página 9
... thee , O God , This exclamation he is innocent ! " which struck upon the heart of all , pro- ceeded from an old man who sat not far from me , and who had fallen on his knees in the attitude of prayer , his hands convulsively grasped ...
... thee , O God , This exclamation he is innocent ! " which struck upon the heart of all , pro- ceeded from an old man who sat not far from me , and who had fallen on his knees in the attitude of prayer , his hands convulsively grasped ...
Página 11
... thee my own - Fire - side ! My own Fire - side ! those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feelings tenderest cords , ' And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize , That doth not in ...
... thee my own - Fire - side ! My own Fire - side ! those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feelings tenderest cords , ' And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize , That doth not in ...
Contenido
93 | |
109 | |
125 | |
141 | |
157 | |
173 | |
185 | |
189 | |
129 | |
145 | |
161 | |
177 | |
9 | |
11 | |
13 | |
45 | |
61 | |
77 | |
3 | |
33 | |
81 | |
105 | |
153 | |
177 | |
225 | |
249 | |
273 | |
Términos y frases comunes
aged ancient appeared arms Austle beautiful behold blessed Bodmin bosom breath bright called Camborne Camelford Chacewater character child church Cornish Magazine Cornwall countenance Damascus dark daughter dear death deep delight door earth East Looe exclaimed eyes fair Falmouth father fear feelings feet Fowey gazed Gwennap hand happy heard heart heaven Helston honour hope hour Illogan Jaffa King lady land Launceston light Liskeard live look Lostwithiel Madron Marazion marriage ment miles mind Miss morning mother native nature never night o'er Padstow Pasha passed Penryn Penzance Phillack pleasure poor present Redruth rock rose round scene seemed Selector shew shore Sidon sigh smile soon sorrow soul spirit sweet Syria tears thee thing thou thought tion town Trelile Truro truth village voice whilst wife wind young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 163 - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Página 120 - Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee. Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
Página 29 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Página 129 - I observed, that those who had but just begun to climb the hill thought themselves not far from the top ; but, as they proceeded, new hills were continually rising to their view, and the summit of the highest they could before discern seemed but the foot of another, till the mountain at length appeared to lose itself in the clouds. As I was gazing on these things with astonishment, my good genius suddenly appeared : The mountain before thee, said he, is the Hill of Science.
Página 151 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Página 143 - To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.
Página 167 - ... very frequently, both in public and in private, discourses have been purposely introduced, to the disparagement of his master, the Earl of Shaftesbury, his party, and designs, he could never be provoked to take any notice, or discover in word or look the least concern; so that I believe there is not in the world such a master of taciturnity and passion.
Página 111 - Give back the lost and lovely ! those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
Página 168 - ... student's place, and deprive him of all the rights and advantages thereunto belonging, for which this shall be your warrant; and so we bid you heartily farewell. Given at our Court at Whitehall, llth day of November, 1684. " By his Majesty's command, SUNDERLAND.
Página 112 - make it otherwise. I write according to the thoughts I feel ; when I think upon God my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.