Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volym 14John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1848 |
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... manner in which later creations , the fair - haired Madonnas another great poet is said to have done to of his earliest time ? We may conceive the that of a great king . He was the means of Madonna di San Sisto , as representing the ...
... manner in which later creations , the fair - haired Madonnas another great poet is said to have done to of his earliest time ? We may conceive the that of a great king . He was the means of Madonna di San Sisto , as representing the ...
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... manner , and a slight blush on the old mother was just going to bed . It was not her cheek , I read in a clearer and more lively her mother , but the mother of our landlady . " manner the parts which expressed what I wished that she had ...
... manner , and a slight blush on the old mother was just going to bed . It was not her cheek , I read in a clearer and more lively her mother , but the mother of our landlady . " manner the parts which expressed what I wished that she had ...
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... manner , and taking my right hand into both of hers , she pressed it most lovingly . I was not far from tears . I thought I saw her eyes moist . I pressed my face on her hands , and ran away . In my whole life I had never been in such a ...
... manner , and taking my right hand into both of hers , she pressed it most lovingly . I was not far from tears . I thought I saw her eyes moist . I pressed my face on her hands , and ran away . In my whole life I had never been in such a ...
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... manner in which he used to life - the next personage who presents her- play on an old flute - douce , whilst he taught self is the Friederike of Sesenheim , the ori- his sister and him to stand in position and ginal , as he tells us ...
... manner in which he used to life - the next personage who presents her- play on an old flute - douce , whilst he taught self is the Friederike of Sesenheim , the ori- his sister and him to stand in position and ginal , as he tells us ...
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... manner , that this time she certainly prolonging the hour , in consequence of which I should die , and told me that I was not to bring frequently considered it my duty to offer her the false and ungrateful friend to her bed - side till ...
... manner , that this time she certainly prolonging the hour , in consequence of which I should die , and told me that I was not to bring frequently considered it my duty to offer her the false and ungrateful friend to her bed - side till ...
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Sida 413 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu...
Sida 412 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Sida 520 - My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy ? art cold ? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
Sida 413 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Sida 412 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Sida 396 - 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.
Sida 412 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Sida 409 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Sida 521 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Sida 105 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.