The London University Magazine, Volum 1Fisher, Son, & Company, 1842 |
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... look principally , with a confidence which we trust the present number justifies , to the exertions of our fellow- graduates in behalf of the Magazine , we are happy in having received assurances of support from many of those to whom we ...
... look principally , with a confidence which we trust the present number justifies , to the exertions of our fellow- graduates in behalf of the Magazine , we are happy in having received assurances of support from many of those to whom we ...
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... looks at them with a gaze of stone ; He strokes them down , he stretches them out , In a way I tremble to think about . " Back to the church the youth did fly , And with the ghost fought gallantly ; At length the ghost he conquered ...
... looks at them with a gaze of stone ; He strokes them down , he stretches them out , In a way I tremble to think about . " Back to the church the youth did fly , And with the ghost fought gallantly ; At length the ghost he conquered ...
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... look for his hoarded treasures , found that , to save expense , his servants had actually used these invaluable manuscripts as waste- paper . If it were not for the loss entailed upon the whole world of literature , it would have been ...
... look for his hoarded treasures , found that , to save expense , his servants had actually used these invaluable manuscripts as waste- paper . If it were not for the loss entailed upon the whole world of literature , it would have been ...
Side 30
... Look on this Maid of Honour , now Truly honoured in her vow She pays to heaven ; vain delight By day , or pleasure of the night , She no more thinks of : This fair hair ( Favours for great kings to wear ) Must now be shorn ; her rich ...
... Look on this Maid of Honour , now Truly honoured in her vow She pays to heaven ; vain delight By day , or pleasure of the night , She no more thinks of : This fair hair ( Favours for great kings to wear ) Must now be shorn ; her rich ...
Side 32
... look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? " Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I am not so weak ; But thinking on an absent wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . " 866 Enough , enough , my ...
... look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? " Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I am not so weak ; But thinking on an absent wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . " 866 Enough , enough , my ...
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Side 354 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate: " To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods...
Side 37 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Side 37 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Side 124 - Only the poet, disdaining to be tied to any such subjection, lifted up with the vigour of his own invention, doth grow in effect into another nature, in making things either better than Nature bringeth forth, or, quite anew - forms such as never were in Nature...
Side 357 - And still his name sounds stirring Unto the men of Rome, As the trumpet-blast that cries to them To charge the Volscian home ; And wives still pray to Juno For boys with hearts as bold As his who kept the bridge so well In the brave days of old.
Side 59 - Of Truth, of Grandeur, Beauty, Love, and Hope, And melancholy Fear subdued by Faith; Of blessed consolations in distress; Of moral strength, and intellectual Power; Of joy in widest commonalty spread...
Side 230 - Shame that skulks behind; Or pining Love shall waste their youth, Or Jealousy with rankling tooth That inly gnaws the secret heart, And Envy wan, and faded Care, Grim-visaged comfortless Despair, And Sorrow's piercing dart. Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high To bitter Scorn a sacrifice And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try And hard Unkindness...
Side 223 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Side 306 - O mother Ida, many-fountain'd Ida, Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die. For now the noonday quiet holds the hill; The grasshopper is silent in the grass; The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the winds are dead.
Side 354 - As thou sayest so let it be." And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three. For Romans in Rome's quarrel Spared neither land nor gold, Nor son nor wife, nor limb nor life, In the brave days of old.