The Border Magazine, Volume 1John Rennison, 1833 - English literature |
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... daughter , from receiving any improper treatment at the hands of your companions , " replied the gentleman in the carriage . " Bah " -ex- claimed the bandit , with a grin of contempt , and an emphatic toss of the head " out with your ...
... daughter , from receiving any improper treatment at the hands of your companions , " replied the gentleman in the carriage . " Bah " -ex- claimed the bandit , with a grin of contempt , and an emphatic toss of the head " out with your ...
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... daughter , when , seating himself on the grass be- side her , he raised her head , and supporting it on his bosom , in this interesting attitude awaited the next scene of the tragedy . Diavolo , who had been the most active in the ...
... daughter , when , seating himself on the grass be- side her , he raised her head , and supporting it on his bosom , in this interesting attitude awaited the next scene of the tragedy . Diavolo , who had been the most active in the ...
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... daughter ; they are already talking of some such uncivil things as throat cutting . " " God's will be done " - replied the unfortunate traveller , and he pressed his equally unfortu- nate daughter to his bosom in an agony of despair ...
... daughter ; they are already talking of some such uncivil things as throat cutting . " " God's will be done " - replied the unfortunate traveller , and he pressed his equally unfortu- nate daughter to his bosom in an agony of despair ...
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... daughter's , Sir " -he said , and now looking askance at the father of her whom he was thus pitilessly plundering . Hitherto the unfortunate lady had seemed un- conscious of the situation in which she was placed ; exhausted by weakness ...
... daughter's , Sir " -he said , and now looking askance at the father of her whom he was thus pitilessly plundering . Hitherto the unfortunate lady had seemed un- conscious of the situation in which she was placed ; exhausted by weakness ...
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... daughters of the party were alone left with the disconsolate mo- ther , who alternately pressed her weeping children to ... daughter of Adam Bell , who sat by Mrs. Elliott's elbow at table , had shrunk into an obscure corner of the room ...
... daughters of the party were alone left with the disconsolate mo- ther , who alternately pressed her weeping children to ... daughter of Adam Bell , who sat by Mrs. Elliott's elbow at table , had shrunk into an obscure corner of the room ...
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Page 299 - 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.
Page 50 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Page 51 - 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.
Page 52 - Rather admire; or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb...
Page 159 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Page 52 - To ask or search I blame thee not ; for Heaven Is as the Book of God before thee set, Wherein to read his wondrous works...
Page 299 - 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.
Page 62 - To make a government requires no great prudence. Settle the seat of power, teach obedience, and the work is done. To give freedom is still more easy. It is not necessary to guide ; it only requires to let go the rein. But to form a free government, that is, to temper together these opposite elements of liberty and restraint in one consistent work, requires much thought, deep reflection, a sagacious, powerful, and combining mind.
Page 50 - Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm Like to the fabled...
Page 299 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, 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.