The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 第 45 卷Henry Colburn and Company, 1835 |
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... happy , and would share his joy with her . " The gipsy spurred up the bank , dismounted at a short distance from the decrepit creature , and after a little conversation returned , leading her horse . " She is not a beggar , and wishes ...
... happy , and would share his joy with her . " The gipsy spurred up the bank , dismounted at a short distance from the decrepit creature , and after a little conversation returned , leading her horse . " She is not a beggar , and wishes ...
第 26 頁
... happy if he can afford you consolation in your sad ill- ness , " rejoined I. " Thank you , Sir , thank you , I know I must die soon , and I do stand in need of consolation . Oh , that horrid dream ! " The prisoner paused . " Ellen ...
... happy if he can afford you consolation in your sad ill- ness , " rejoined I. " Thank you , Sir , thank you , I know I must die soon , and I do stand in need of consolation . Oh , that horrid dream ! " The prisoner paused . " Ellen ...
第 41 頁
... Happier island in the watery waste ' in which unending joys were to be the reward of the toils and privations and sufferings that attend the career of all who demean themselves nobly and courageously in this life . The occasional ...
... Happier island in the watery waste ' in which unending joys were to be the reward of the toils and privations and sufferings that attend the career of all who demean themselves nobly and courageously in this life . The occasional ...
第 60 頁
... happy ourselves and kind to others . In proportion to the greatness of the evil , is our sense and desire ' of the opposite good excited . Even his " Timon of Athens , " which we may suppose the effusion of his mind when smarting most ...
... happy ourselves and kind to others . In proportion to the greatness of the evil , is our sense and desire ' of the opposite good excited . Even his " Timon of Athens , " which we may suppose the effusion of his mind when smarting most ...
第 71 頁
... , therefore , reserve them as the subject for the leading article in our next , when , as impartial journalists , we shall be happy to publish any letters we may receive , free of postage , Residence at Little - Pedlington . 71.
... , therefore , reserve them as the subject for the leading article in our next , when , as impartial journalists , we shall be happy to publish any letters we may receive , free of postage , Residence at Little - Pedlington . 71.
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第 56 頁 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
第 63 頁 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
第 65 頁 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
第 49 頁 - And summer's lease hath all too short a date ; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest.
第 59 頁 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
第 63 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
第 56 頁 - Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if...
第 51 頁 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intense study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times as they should not willingly let it die.
第 61 頁 - Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue: On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.
第 61 頁 - from hate away she threw, And saved my life, saying—" not you." Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store...