The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., 第 2 卷Tobias Merton (pseud) 1824 |
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... never to be beloved . That a man should , perhaps , consent for the sake of money to have , negro children ! My blood rose with indignation at the idea . I thought for a moment of entreating Madame de B. to send me back to my own ...
... never to be beloved . That a man should , perhaps , consent for the sake of money to have , negro children ! My blood rose with indignation at the idea . I thought for a moment of entreating Madame de B. to send me back to my own ...
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... ' cries the second , don't you truly know it , ' The king's and poet's fames survives the same ? ' For ' tis the monarch's work to fee the poet . ' ' Sure mortal never saw through eyes like thine , LITERARY MAGNET . 5.
... ' cries the second , don't you truly know it , ' The king's and poet's fames survives the same ? ' For ' tis the monarch's work to fee the poet . ' ' Sure mortal never saw through eyes like thine , LITERARY MAGNET . 5.
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... never to lend any more to men of that coat , who , not being all cut out for Popes , are not likely to be in a condition to pay you again . " The monk , astonished to find his cordelier in the person of the Pope , offered many apologies ...
... never to lend any more to men of that coat , who , not being all cut out for Popes , are not likely to be in a condition to pay you again . " The monk , astonished to find his cordelier in the person of the Pope , offered many apologies ...
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... never was proved to have participated in the profits of that corruption which was carried on in his name , when , on his way to trial , he passed the room where his servants were sitting , and they rose at his presence : " Sit down , my ...
... never was proved to have participated in the profits of that corruption which was carried on in his name , when , on his way to trial , he passed the room where his servants were sitting , and they rose at his presence : " Sit down , my ...
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... never be old " —the dust flies - the dogs bark - the pigs squeak , and out rush the neighbourhood to bid him welcome as he passes . Survey his importance . To some of them he gives a cool nod ; to others a smile of recognition - but ...
... never be old " —the dust flies - the dogs bark - the pigs squeak , and out rush the neighbourhood to bid him welcome as he passes . Survey his importance . To some of them he gives a cool nod ; to others a smile of recognition - but ...
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第 229 頁 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
第 229 頁 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still.
第 156 頁 - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight: Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land— Good Night!
第 249 頁 - Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself, as he went up the mountain ; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. Ill the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name ? "God knows...
第 43 頁 - She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
第 250 頁 - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman?
第 31 頁 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
第 89 頁 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
第 247 頁 - My native country was full of youthful promise ; Europe was rich in the accumulated treasures of age. Her very ruins told the history of times gone by, and every mouldering stone was a chronicle. I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement — to tread, as it were, in the footsteps of antiquity — to loiter about the ruined castle — to meditate on the falling tower — to escape, in short, from the commonplace realities of the present, and lose myself among the shadowy grandeurs...
第 183 頁 - A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent ; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage...