The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, Volum 3

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Side 272 - Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds...
Side 291 - Be this," she cried, as she wing'd her flight, " My welcome gift at the Gates of Light ; Though foul are the drops that oft distil On the field of warfare, blood like this, For liberty shed, so holy is. It would not stain the purest rill, That sparkles among the bowers of bliss...
Side 231 - But that loveliness, ever in motion, which plays Like the light upon autumn's soft shadowy days, Now here and now there, giving warmth as it flies From the lips to the cheek, from the cheek to the eyes, Now melting in mist and now breaking in gleams, Like the glimpses a saint has of heaven in his dreams...
Side 176 - The first tabernacle to Hope we will build, And look for the sleepers around us to rise ; The second to Faith, which ensures it fulfilled, And the third to the Lamb of the great sacrifice Who bequeathed us them both when he rose to the skies.
Side 175 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford ; — The revel, the laugh, and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ; But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.
Side 175 - Methinks it is good to be here ; If Thou wilt, let us build— but for whom ? Nor Elias nor Moses appear, But the shadows of eve that encompass the gloom, The abode of the dead and the place of the tomb.
Side 176 - Death, to whom monarchs must bow ? Ah, no ! for his empire is known ; And here there are trophies enow : Beneath, the cold dead, and around, the dark stone, Are the signs of a Sceptre that none may disown.
Side 71 - ... intermission : sometimes it only illuminates the sky, and shows the clouds near the horizon ; at others, it discovers the distant hills, and again leaves all in darkness, when in an instant it re-appears in vivid and successive flashes, and exhibits the nearest objects in all the brightness of day. During all this time the distant thunder never ceases to roll, and is only silenced by some nearer peal which bursts on the ear with such a sudden and tremendous crash as can scarcely fail to strike...
Side 98 - The springing trout in speckled pride; The salmon, monarch of the tide; The ruthless pike, intent on war; The silver eel, and mottled par. Devolving from thy parent lake, A charming maze thy waters make, By bowers of birch, and groves of pine, And edges flowered with eglantine.
Side 318 - ... and on the east by the usual argillaceous soil of the country; the main body may perhaps be estimated at three miles in circumference; the depth cannot be ascertained, and no subjacent rock or soil can be discovered.

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