Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1833 |
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... House will work well for the people . If not , after a fair trial , we must have an extension of the suffrage ; in ... House of Commons be found not to represent the people , the Unions will have something to do . Or should the House of ...
... House will work well for the people . If not , after a fair trial , we must have an extension of the suffrage ; in ... House of Commons be found not to represent the people , the Unions will have something to do . Or should the House of ...
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... House of Commons . Government exists in order that The radical members of the House of Commons , on this express promise , post- poned the agitation of the question . At the time , the postponement seemed to us un- wise ; for then , as ...
... House of Commons . Government exists in order that The radical members of the House of Commons , on this express promise , post- poned the agitation of the question . At the time , the postponement seemed to us un- wise ; for then , as ...
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... House . He begged for delay , and said , that in a few days he would be ready to give all the information required . The delay was granted . Days passed over , and no information came . Remonstrance followed : still no answer ; -when ...
... House . He begged for delay , and said , that in a few days he would be ready to give all the information required . The delay was granted . Days passed over , and no information came . Remonstrance followed : still no answer ; -when ...
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... House of Com- mons , not one of all the great and numerous abuses existing in the government of the country , has been in the slightest degree reformed that in fact we are as badly governed now as under the dominion of the Tory party ...
... House of Com- mons , not one of all the great and numerous abuses existing in the government of the country , has been in the slightest degree reformed that in fact we are as badly governed now as under the dominion of the Tory party ...
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... house . But , judge of my consternation , and his likewise , when , on introducing him to her as the father of Billy , whom I well recollected , she grew very huffy at me , and utterly denied that Billy was any such boy as I had ...
... house . But , judge of my consternation , and his likewise , when , on introducing him to her as the father of Billy , whom I well recollected , she grew very huffy at me , and utterly denied that Billy was any such boy as I had ...
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Page 332 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Page 331 - The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead.
Page 332 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Page 331 - I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Page 29 - Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Page 331 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Page 341 - And our singing shall build In the void's loose field A world for the Spirit of Wisdom to wield; We will take our plan From the new world of man, And our work shall be called the Promethean.
Page 333 - Oh, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas! My heart beats loud and fast; Oh, press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last!
Page 333 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright...
Page 102 - Fold their beams round the hearts of those that love, These twine their tendrils with the wedded boughs Uniting their close union ; the woven leaves Make net-work of the dark blue light of day, And the night's noontide clearness, mutable As shapes in the weird clouds. Soft mossy lawns Beneath these canopies extend their swells, Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms Minute, yet beautiful.