The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volum 49Leavitt, Trow, & Company, 1860 |
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... face of nature , still as fresh and blooming as in her infant days , would contract in ghastly wrinkles , and the comeliest landscapes grow cadaverous with premature age . our maritime operations ; for how could vessels float in a thin ...
... face of nature , still as fresh and blooming as in her infant days , would contract in ghastly wrinkles , and the comeliest landscapes grow cadaverous with premature age . our maritime operations ; for how could vessels float in a thin ...
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... face of our planet . " He that made both sea and land , " says Bishop Hall , " causeth both of them to conspire to the opportunities of doing good . " Still what of the depths of the ocean ? To know something of the surface is by no ...
... face of our planet . " He that made both sea and land , " says Bishop Hall , " causeth both of them to conspire to the opportunities of doing good . " Still what of the depths of the ocean ? To know something of the surface is by no ...
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... face of beauty , have our sion of Mr. Tennyson's poetic supremacy kingly reason molded by diviner tender- —not for the first time made to our read - ness , and , ever listening with reverence ers - it would be quite in keeping with the ...
... face of beauty , have our sion of Mr. Tennyson's poetic supremacy kingly reason molded by diviner tender- —not for the first time made to our read - ness , and , ever listening with reverence ers - it would be quite in keeping with the ...
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... face ! but if he sinned , The sin that practice burns into the blood , And not the one dark hour which brings re- morse , Will brand us , after , of whose fold we be : Or else were he , the holy King , whose hymns Are chanted in the ...
... face ! but if he sinned , The sin that practice burns into the blood , And not the one dark hour which brings re- morse , Will brand us , after , of whose fold we be : Or else were he , the holy King , whose hymns Are chanted in the ...
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... face upon the floor : There with her milk - white arms and shadowy hair She made her face a darkness from the King : And in the darkness heard his armed feet Pause by her ; then came silence , then a voice , Monotonous and hollow like a ...
... face upon the floor : There with her milk - white arms and shadowy hair She made her face a darkness from the King : And in the darkness heard his armed feet Pause by her ; then came silence , then a voice , Monotonous and hollow like a ...
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Side 34 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Side 32 - In love, if love be love, if love be ours, Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers : Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all. ' " It is the little rift within the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
Side 57 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Side 35 - I wanted warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him tho
Side 480 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Side 36 - Let no man dream but that I love thee still. Perchance, and so thou purify thy soul, And so thou lean on our fair father Christ, Hereafter in that world where all are pure We two may meet before high God, and thou Wilt spring to me, and claim me thine, and know; I am thine husband — not a smaller soul, f Nor Lancelot, nor another. Leave me that, I charge thee, my last hope. Now must I hence. Thro...
Side 51 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Side 119 - Victoria, by the grace of God Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, saving as aforesaid.
Side 179 - And ofttimes it hath cast him into the fire, and into the waters, to destroy him: but if thou canst do any thing, have compassion on us, and help us.
Side 127 - ... tide They fling their melancholy music wide; Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer days, and those delightful years When by my native streams, in life's fair prime, The mournful magic of their mingling chime First waked my wondering childhood into tears! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard and heard no more.