Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Band 6W. Blackwood & Sons, 1820 |
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... seen in the symmetry of the whole into competition with the many who structure . Now , in many respects Mr have derided it since . Those who Coleridge seems too anxious to enjoy know the secret history of the poem , the advantages of an ...
... seen in the symmetry of the whole into competition with the many who structure . Now , in many respects Mr have derided it since . Those who Coleridge seems too anxious to enjoy know the secret history of the poem , the advantages of an ...
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... seen real spectres , and were for ever to be haunted . The unconnected and fantastic variety of the images that have been piled up be- fore us works upon the fancy , as an evening sky made up of half lurid cas- tellated clouds - half of ...
... seen real spectres , and were for ever to be haunted . The unconnected and fantastic variety of the images that have been piled up be- fore us works upon the fancy , as an evening sky made up of half lurid cas- tellated clouds - half of ...
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... seen reason to suspect Mr Coleridge of being by far too pas- sive in his notions concerning the mode in which a poet ought to deal Iwith his muse . It is very true , that the best conceptions and designs are frequently those which occur ...
... seen reason to suspect Mr Coleridge of being by far too pas- sive in his notions concerning the mode in which a poet ought to deal Iwith his muse . It is very true , that the best conceptions and designs are frequently those which occur ...
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... seen ghastlier through the blaze . " Save ! " she exclaim'd , with harrow'd aspect wild ; " Oh , save my innocent -- my helpless child ! " Then fainting fell , as from death's instant stroke . To the inquiries of the Chiefs from whence ...
... seen ghastlier through the blaze . " Save ! " she exclaim'd , with harrow'd aspect wild ; " Oh , save my innocent -- my helpless child ! " Then fainting fell , as from death's instant stroke . To the inquiries of the Chiefs from whence ...
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... who sang at the English Opera some years ago . Of Miss Tree we have seen but little - yet enough to be very much pleased with her . Her voice is not at all powerful ; but it is perfectly clear and sweet 1819 . 53 Acted Drama in London .
... who sang at the English Opera some years ago . Of Miss Tree we have seen but little - yet enough to be very much pleased with her . Her voice is not at all powerful ; but it is perfectly clear and sweet 1819 . 53 Acted Drama in London .
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Seite 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Seite 354 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Seite 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Seite 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Seite 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Seite 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.