Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1832 |
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... seems , says Machiavelli , that in the midst of murders , proscriptions , and civil wars , our republic becomes from that very state more powerful ; the virtue of her citizens , their manners and their in- dependence , having more ...
... seems , says Machiavelli , that in the midst of murders , proscriptions , and civil wars , our republic becomes from that very state more powerful ; the virtue of her citizens , their manners and their in- dependence , having more ...
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... seems to have been one , in some measure , of transitory interest : -a collection of the favourite fallacies used by ... seem to have been loosely enumerated with a word or two of general reflection append- ed . Many passages have been ...
... seems to have been one , in some measure , of transitory interest : -a collection of the favourite fallacies used by ... seem to have been loosely enumerated with a word or two of general reflection append- ed . Many passages have been ...
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... seems favour- able presents itself , the mask will sometimes be taken off ; --- what thorough confi- dence there is in the complicity , or in the imbecility of hearers or readers . Was the feeling of contempt ever more powerfully ...
... seems favour- able presents itself , the mask will sometimes be taken off ; --- what thorough confi- dence there is in the complicity , or in the imbecility of hearers or readers . Was the feeling of contempt ever more powerfully ...
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... seems too bad ; and as nothing came of it , it might be another piece of scandal against poor Bill ; of which there was plenty going at this time on all sides . Never was poor ' Squire's family in such a condition as John's was now ...
... seems too bad ; and as nothing came of it , it might be another piece of scandal against poor Bill ; of which there was plenty going at this time on all sides . Never was poor ' Squire's family in such a condition as John's was now ...
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... seems to us desirable . Ireland has capabilities , and England has capital . The counties of Down and Meath are the bleaching fields of Manchester ; Queen's County and Kildare , the provision grounds of Liverpool . By the aid of steam ...
... seems to us desirable . Ireland has capabilities , and England has capital . The counties of Down and Meath are the bleaching fields of Manchester ; Queen's County and Kildare , the provision grounds of Liverpool . By the aid of steam ...
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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. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Page 332 - The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these. 1 bind the sun's throne with a burning zone, And the moon's with a girdle of pearl ; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Page 331 - The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. 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 334 - Liquid Peneus was flowing, And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow, outgrowing The light of the dying day, Speeded by my sweet pipings. The Sileni, and Sylvans, and Fauns, And the nymphs of the woods and waves...
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 332 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit, one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings.
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: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
Page 331 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Page 333 - 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 102 - 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.