Spirit of the English MagazinesMunroe and Francis, 1828 |
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... wild - mingled cries , in the glittering air , with here - there - yonder some vessel seemingly stranded , and fallen helpless on her side , but waiting only for the tide to waken her from her rest , and again to waft her , on her re ...
... wild - mingled cries , in the glittering air , with here - there - yonder some vessel seemingly stranded , and fallen helpless on her side , but waiting only for the tide to waken her from her rest , and again to waft her , on her re ...
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... wild dreams of airy thought By Fancy to the poet taught . Roll on , roll on , majestic spheres , Through the long tide of coming years ; Voices to you of old were given To sing your glorious path through heaven ; Voices to hail the dawn ...
... wild dreams of airy thought By Fancy to the poet taught . Roll on , roll on , majestic spheres , Through the long tide of coming years ; Voices to you of old were given To sing your glorious path through heaven ; Voices to hail the dawn ...
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... wild ? Whence wanderest thou , lone Arab of the air ? Where makest thou thy dwelling place ? Afar , O'er inland pastures , from the herbless rock , Amid the weltering ocean , thou dost hold , At early sunrise , thy unguided way , — The ...
... wild ? Whence wanderest thou , lone Arab of the air ? Where makest thou thy dwelling place ? Afar , O'er inland pastures , from the herbless rock , Amid the weltering ocean , thou dost hold , At early sunrise , thy unguided way , — The ...
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... wild - rose droop'd despairingly . SKETCHES OF CONTEMPORARY AUTHORS , STATESMEN , & c . No. I.-MR. O'CONNELL . THE veriest orangeman from the heart of Cavan , who has drunk knee - deep to the " Glorious Memory , " and strained his ...
... wild - rose droop'd despairingly . SKETCHES OF CONTEMPORARY AUTHORS , STATESMEN , & c . No. I.-MR. O'CONNELL . THE veriest orangeman from the heart of Cavan , who has drunk knee - deep to the " Glorious Memory , " and strained his ...
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... wild innocence which seal- ed Love's seal upon her downy cheek , whene'er her soft sweet lips were curled into a smile . On we went , the maiden and ourself , and what we talked of , or if we talked at all , we do not remember , or at ...
... wild innocence which seal- ed Love's seal upon her downy cheek , whene'er her soft sweet lips were curled into a smile . On we went , the maiden and ourself , and what we talked of , or if we talked at all , we do not remember , or at ...
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Página 113 - 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.
Página 113 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 113 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 113 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Página 191 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 277 - And peace went with them, one and all, And each calm pillow spread: But Guilt was my grim Chamberlain That lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red!
Página 114 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long. She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love, and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
Página 428 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head — poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
Página 277 - One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold!
Página 278 - Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful Boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.