Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Том 10James Fraser, 1834 |
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... king ; in will , if once restored : But now the mutineers his power repress , Have seized the helm , and leave him but to guess Where they are steering ; they affect the track That leads to Safety - bay the vessel back A little while ...
... king ; in will , if once restored : But now the mutineers his power repress , Have seized the helm , and leave him but to guess Where they are steering ; they affect the track That leads to Safety - bay the vessel back A little while ...
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... king , allowed to revisit for a brief space the glimpses of our glorious firmament . But such gleams of mental enlightenment were but few and short in their duration . They were like the flash that is seen to illumine the wreck when all ...
... king , allowed to revisit for a brief space the glimpses of our glorious firmament . But such gleams of mental enlightenment were but few and short in their duration . They were like the flash that is seen to illumine the wreck when all ...
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... King Lear are silvered over with additional veneration when he raves ; and the wild flower of insanity is the tenderest that decks the pure garland of Ophelia . We know that among rude and untutored nations madness is of rare occurrence ...
... King Lear are silvered over with additional veneration when he raves ; and the wild flower of insanity is the tenderest that decks the pure garland of Ophelia . We know that among rude and untutored nations madness is of rare occurrence ...
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than that heaped up by the Assyrian king . He died mad , among fellow- creatures similarly visited , but shel- tered by his munificence ; and it now devolves on me to reveal to the world the unknown cause of that sad calamity . I have ...
than that heaped up by the Assyrian king . He died mad , among fellow- creatures similarly visited , but shel- tered by his munificence ; and it now devolves on me to reveal to the world the unknown cause of that sad calamity . I have ...
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... king of Israel ! Amen . O. Y. P.S. - I perceive old Yorke has left me room to add my view of the subject in sounding rhyme . Here goes : Enjoy thy prime of glory , Master Walker , With moderation : be a cogent talker In quiet corners ...
... king of Israel ! Amen . O. Y. P.S. - I perceive old Yorke has left me room to add my view of the subject in sounding rhyme . Here goes : Enjoy thy prime of glory , Master Walker , With moderation : be a cogent talker In quiet corners ...
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Стр. 87 - ... So has it been from the beginning, so will it be to the end. Generation after generation takes to itself the Form of a Body ; and forth-issuing from Cimmerian Night, on Heaven's mission APPEARS. What Force and Fire is in each he expends: one grinding in the mill of Industry; one hunter-like climbing the giddy Alpine heights of Science ; one madly dashed in pieces on the rocks of Strife, in war with his fellow : — and then the Heaven-sent is recalled ; his earthly Vesture falls away, and soon...
Стр. 208 - On, this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee,— With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand, on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Стр. 182 - In Being's floods, in Action's storm, I walk and work, above, beneath, Work and weave in endless motion! Birth and Death, An infinite ocean; A seizing and giving The fire of Living: 'Tis thus at the roaring Loom of Time I ply, And weave for God the Garment thou seest Him by.
Стр. 388 - ... nothing — like what he has done. It might seem that the genius of his face as from a height surveyed and projected him (with sufficient capacity and huge aspiration) into the world unknown of thought and imagination, with nothing to support or guide his veering purpose, as if Columbus had launched his adventurous course for the New World in a scallop, without oars or compass.
Стр. 208 - With deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would In the days of childhood Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder Sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Стр. 590 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel...
Стр. 87 - On the hardest adamant some footprint of us is stamped' in ; the last Rear of the host will read traces of the earliest Van. 'But whence? — O Heaven, whither ? Sense knows not; Faith ' knows not ; only that it is through Mystery to Mystery, from ' God and to God. " We are such stuff ' As Dreams are made of, and our little life ' Is rounded with a sleep !"
Стр. 393 - 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.
Стр. 87 - Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him ; but are, in very deed, Ghosts ! These Limbs, whence had we them ; this stormy Force ; this life-blood with its burning Passion ? They are dust and shadow ; a Shadow-system gathered round our ME ; wherein, through some moments or years, the Divine Essence is to be revealed in the Flesh.
Стр. 86 - Thus, were it not miraculous, could I stretch forth my hand and clutch the Sun ? Yet thou seest me daily stretch forth my hand and therewith clutch many a thing, and swing it hither and thither. Art thou a grown baby, then, to fancy that the Miracle lies in miles of distance, or in pounds avoirdupois of weight ; and not to see that the true inexplicable God-revealing Miracle...