Blackwood's Magazine, Volumen45W. Blackwood, 1839 |
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... called at a cabin with a bottle of wine which he had purloined from his father's cellar ( pious theft ! ) , for a poor woman near her down - lying ; how that a group of fellows fired several shots at him , how that he pushed his little ...
... called at a cabin with a bottle of wine which he had purloined from his father's cellar ( pious theft ! ) , for a poor woman near her down - lying ; how that a group of fellows fired several shots at him , how that he pushed his little ...
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... called Cork malt ) , with an equal weight of water at a tempe- rature of 212 ° Fahrenheit , to which was added two drachms of the crys- taline ingredient of the sugar cane in powder , and the whole composition , under the familiar ...
... called Cork malt ) , with an equal weight of water at a tempe- rature of 212 ° Fahrenheit , to which was added two drachms of the crys- taline ingredient of the sugar cane in powder , and the whole composition , under the familiar ...
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... called fear . I reasoned upon the thing at the time , but could not make much of it . As I was stooping during the occupation of the banditti , not knowing indeed if we should be taken to the mountains , or dismissed , I may safely say ...
... called fear . I reasoned upon the thing at the time , but could not make much of it . As I was stooping during the occupation of the banditti , not knowing indeed if we should be taken to the mountains , or dismissed , I may safely say ...
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... called Milly , which he has since celebrated in one of his Harmonies , entitled “ La Terre Natale . " Is it not extraordinary that he , who was in his infancy the son of a political prisoner at Macon , should now be the political ...
... called Milly , which he has since celebrated in one of his Harmonies , entitled “ La Terre Natale . " Is it not extraordinary that he , who was in his infancy the son of a political prisoner at Macon , should now be the political ...
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... called " Gethsemene , " where he lost his Julia ) , in any poem in any lan guage . " Maintenant tout est mort dans ma maison aride : Deux yeux toujours pleurant sont toujours devant moi ; Je vais sans savoir ou , j'attends sans savoir ...
... called " Gethsemene , " where he lost his Julia ) , in any poem in any lan guage . " Maintenant tout est mort dans ma maison aride : Deux yeux toujours pleurant sont toujours devant moi ; Je vais sans savoir ou , j'attends sans savoir ...
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Página 311 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...
Página 313 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Página 310 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 483 - From Greenland's icy mountains ; From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river ; From many a palmy plain ; They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 311 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Página 180 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Página 525 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Página 130 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Página 130 - A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure?
Página 130 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.