New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 14Thomas Campbell, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Samuel Carter Hall, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Ainsworth, William Harrison Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1820 |
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... happy without Fiordiligi , he must have been so in his new abode . When the old man had at length communicated all that had passed between himself and Fiordiligi's parents , from which it ap- peared that , in his readiness to serve them ...
... happy without Fiordiligi , he must have been so in his new abode . When the old man had at length communicated all that had passed between himself and Fiordiligi's parents , from which it ap- peared that , in his readiness to serve them ...
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... happy extravagance of an hour ; but it is ever the peculiar power of Mr. Godwin to make us feel that there is something within us which cannot perish ! " Fleetwood " has less of our author's characteristic energy than any other of his ...
... happy extravagance of an hour ; but it is ever the peculiar power of Mr. Godwin to make us feel that there is something within us which cannot perish ! " Fleetwood " has less of our author's characteristic energy than any other of his ...
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... happy of reproducing their images , at least to ourselves , though perhaps not satisfactorily to others by the aid of mere words . All who have visited Na- ples must have experienced such days ; and the vertigo of the first day spent in ...
... happy of reproducing their images , at least to ourselves , though perhaps not satisfactorily to others by the aid of mere words . All who have visited Na- ples must have experienced such days ; and the vertigo of the first day spent in ...
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... happy distinctions - the students of the Inns of Court . What energy had they once in their pleasures , what influence on the tastes of the age ! They were among the gayest in the Parks , were wittiest among the wits , critical amidst ...
... happy distinctions - the students of the Inns of Court . What energy had they once in their pleasures , what influence on the tastes of the age ! They were among the gayest in the Parks , were wittiest among the wits , critical amidst ...
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... happy hour been a benefit to me in my passage through life ! " We parted , precipitately at last ; for the mail - coach horn relieved us from those achings of the bosom which a first separa- tion from those who are dear to us naturally ...
... happy hour been a benefit to me in my passage through life ! " We parted , precipitately at last ; for the mail - coach horn relieved us from those achings of the bosom which a first separa- tion from those who are dear to us naturally ...
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Page 247 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair brea.st, 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.
Page 72 - And when he was come nigh, even now at the descent of the mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice, for all the mighty works that they had seen; 38 Saying, Blessed be the King that cometh in the name of the Lord : Peace in heaven, and glory in the highest 39 And some of the Pharisees from among the multitude said unto him, Master, rebuke thy disciples.
Page 490 - Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Page 505 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty...
Page 247 - 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.
Page 502 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer ; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere ; Thither the rainbow comes ; the cloud ; And mists that spread the flying shroud ; And sunbeams ; and the sounding blast, That, if it could, would hurry past ; But that enormous barrier binds it fast.
Page 247 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Page 133 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 503 - I look for ghosts, but none will force Their way to me. Tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead ; For surely then I should have sight Of him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.
Page 247 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.