Burton's Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, Volum 3

William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe
C. Alexander, 1838

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Side 197 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground: Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire...
Side 381 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...
Side 48 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired.
Side 156 - James's time took an excellent way. That Part of the Bible was given to him who was most excellent in such a Tongue (as the Apocrypha to Andrew Downs) and then they met together, and one read the Translation, the rest holding in their Hands some Bible, either of the learned Tongues, or French, Spanish, Italian, &c. If they found any Fault, they spoke; if not, he read on.
Side 156 - Bible as well as King James's. The Translators in King James's time took an excellent way. That Part of the Bible was given to him who was most excellent in such a Tongue (as the Apocrypha to Andrew Downs) and...
Side 156 - Truly, good Christian Reader, we never thought from the beginning that we should need to make a new translation, nor yet to make of a bad one a good one; . . . but to make a good one better, or out of many good ones one principal good one, not justly to be excepted against; that hath been our endeavour, that our mark.
Side 207 - ... veins. Upon passing the blade of a knife athwart the veins, the water closed over it immediately, as with us, and also, in withdrawing it, all traces of the passage of the knife were instantly obliterated. If, however, the blade was passed down accurately between two veins, a perfect separation was effected, which the power of cohesion did not immediately rectify. The phenomena of this water formed the first definite link in that vast chain of apparent miracles with which I was destined to be...
Side 194 - Love is a torment of the mind, A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind Not well, nor full, nor fasting. Why...
Side 118 - And must life's fairy visions all depart ? 0, surely, no ! for all that fired my heart To rapture here shall live with me on high. And that fair form that won my earliest vow, That my young spirit prized all else above, And now adored as freedom, now as love, Stands in seraphic guise before me now ; And, as my fading senses fade away, It beckons me, on high, to realms of endless day ! " Few heroic lyrics exhibit a more genuine spirit than the "Sword Song," and
Side 205 - SCOTT. He sings, and lo ! Romance Starts from its mouldering urn, While Chivalry's bright lance And nodding plumes return.

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