The English Illustrated Magazine, Volym 6Macmillan and Company, 1889 |
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Sida 477 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now...
Sida 489 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Sida 94 - See ! sylvan scenes, where art alone pretends To dress her mistress and disclose her charms — Such as a Pope in miniature has shown, A Bathurst o'er the widening forest spreads, And such as form a Richmond, Chiswick, Stowe.
Sida 342 - The passion of laughter is nothing else but sudden glory arising from some sudden conception of some eminency in ourselves, by comparison with the infirmity of others, or with our own formerly...
Sida 296 - HERE lies the Earl of Suffolk's fool, Men call'd him Dicky Pearce ; His folly served to make folks laugh, When wit and mirth were scarce. Poor Dick, alas ! is dead and gone, What signifies to cry ? Dickies enough are still behind, To laugh at by and by.
Sida 61 - Then King Pellam caught in his hand a grim weapon and smote eagerly at Balin ; but Balin put the sword betwixt his head and the stroke, and therewith his sword burst in sunder.
Sida 486 - Scathe and shame, and a waefu' name, And a weary time and strange, Have they that seeing a weird for dreeing Can die, and cannot change. Shame and scorn may we thole that mourn, Though sair be they to dree : But ill may we bide the thoughts we hide, Mair keen than wind and sea. Ill may we thole the night's watches, And ill the weary day : And the dreams that keep the gates of sleep, A waefu' gift gie they ; For the sangs they sing us, the sights they bring us, The morn blaws all away.
Sida 109 - I am solemnly convinced that nothing that ingenuity could devise to be done in this city, in the same compass of time, could work such ruin as one public execution, and I stand astounded and appalled by the wickedness it exhibits. I do not believe that any community can prosper where such a scene of horror and demoralization as was enacted this morning outside Horsemonger Lane Gaol is presented at the very doors of good citizens, and is passed by, unknown or forgotten.
Sida 692 - COME, sleep ; O sleep ! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw.
Sida 285 - Give ample room and verge enough The characters of hell to trace. Mark the year and mark the night When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death thro...