Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Band 14John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1848 |
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... English Re- Croley , Dr. George . - Hogg's Instructor , Cordelia . - Metropolitan , D. Decisive Battles of the World . See Battles . Dying Banker , the . See Sick Calls . Donizetti , • Dawson , George . See Popular Lectures . Durer ...
... English Re- Croley , Dr. George . - Hogg's Instructor , Cordelia . - Metropolitan , D. Decisive Battles of the World . See Battles . Dying Banker , the . See Sick Calls . Donizetti , • Dawson , George . See Popular Lectures . Durer ...
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... English , under James I. See Eng- lish . Statistics , Literary , of France . See France . Somerville's , Mrs. , Physical Geography.— North British Review , T. Time - table of a Rich Septuagenarian . - New Monthly Magazine , · 281 39 888 ...
... English , under James I. See Eng- lish . Statistics , Literary , of France . See France . Somerville's , Mrs. , Physical Geography.— North British Review , T. Time - table of a Rich Septuagenarian . - New Monthly Magazine , · 281 39 888 ...
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... English readers as the Mar- garet in Faust . The natural buoyancy of her innocent heart , when she is first pre- sented to us , at once secures our affections He frequently refers afterwards , in the Queen " of Tennyson , with something ...
... English readers as the Mar- garet in Faust . The natural buoyancy of her innocent heart , when she is first pre- sented to us , at once secures our affections He frequently refers afterwards , in the Queen " of Tennyson , with something ...
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... English lips for the first time after me , may misfortune literati of Germany . upon misfortune follow her for ever and ever ! Now , tamper with him again , if you dare : Hea- ven , I know will hear me this time ! And you , sir - run ...
... English lips for the first time after me , may misfortune literati of Germany . upon misfortune follow her for ever and ever ! Now , tamper with him again , if you dare : Hea- ven , I know will hear me this time ! And you , sir - run ...
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... to see a defence of Goethe's conduct on this occasion , will find it in the " Pilgrimage to Sesenheim , " above referred to . birthright of an English lady . Mary of garded as 1848. ] 13 FEMALE CHARACTERS OF GOETHE AND SHAKspeare .
... to see a defence of Goethe's conduct on this occasion , will find it in the " Pilgrimage to Sesenheim , " above referred to . birthright of an English lady . Mary of garded as 1848. ] 13 FEMALE CHARACTERS OF GOETHE AND SHAKspeare .
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Seite 413 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu...
Seite 412 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Seite 520 - My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy ? art cold ? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
Seite 413 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Seite 412 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Seite 396 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Seite 412 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Seite 409 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Seite 521 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Seite 105 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.