The Althorp Picture Gallery: And Other Poetical SketchesBlackwood, 1836 - 163 pages |
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... : When droopingly it fades , they rudely tear It from its rest , with scorn's repulsive arm , Nor can its weeping dew their ruffian souls disarm . XLVIII . Alas ! what grief , then , loads 24 THE ALTHORP PICTURE GALLERY .
... : When droopingly it fades , they rudely tear It from its rest , with scorn's repulsive arm , Nor can its weeping dew their ruffian souls disarm . XLVIII . Alas ! what grief , then , loads 24 THE ALTHORP PICTURE GALLERY .
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And Other Poetical Sketches Mary J. Jourdan. XLVIII . Alas ! what grief , then , loads its gentle head ! False smiles , false words , the frail bright one had gained ; Whose soul , absorbed on youth's fond dreams , had fed Till nought ...
And Other Poetical Sketches Mary J. Jourdan. XLVIII . Alas ! what grief , then , loads its gentle head ! False smiles , false words , the frail bright one had gained ; Whose soul , absorbed on youth's fond dreams , had fed Till nought ...
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... grief : - : - They , upon whom hath shone life's fairest sun , With souls ne'er twined by sorrow's withering leaf ! Thy Lord - say , was he of thy choice ? Still more , Thy children , were they of thy love ? Ah , no ! What blacker ...
... grief : - : - They , upon whom hath shone life's fairest sun , With souls ne'er twined by sorrow's withering leaf ! Thy Lord - say , was he of thy choice ? Still more , Thy children , were they of thy love ? Ah , no ! What blacker ...
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... , whose dank leaves did pollute The soul's rich springs , and exhalations threw Which oft thy struggling mind in grief , perchance , might rue ! LXXXIV . What clouds of doom are gathering in the 42 THE ALTHORP PICTURE GALLERY .
... , whose dank leaves did pollute The soul's rich springs , and exhalations threw Which oft thy struggling mind in grief , perchance , might rue ! LXXXIV . What clouds of doom are gathering in the 42 THE ALTHORP PICTURE GALLERY .
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... grief's low sigh , o'er the slain Gowrie's doom Thy new - born eyes ope'd on the lowering dawn A nation wailed its loved , in silent gloom ! Thou spring'st to life his limbs are cast to air Thy Mother - queen's large tears are not ...
... grief's low sigh , o'er the slain Gowrie's doom Thy new - born eyes ope'd on the lowering dawn A nation wailed its loved , in silent gloom ! Thou spring'st to life his limbs are cast to air Thy Mother - queen's large tears are not ...
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ABERDEEN ALTHORP PICTURE GALLERY amid anguish bark beams beauty beneath blooming blue bosom breast breath bright bright eyes brow burning calm Castlemaine Cenotaph cheek cloud cold dark death deep deep calm Diana of Poitiers dost doth drooping Duchess of Marlborough e'er fair fancy fierce flash fled floating flower gaze gently glad glance glow grace grief gush hath heart Henrietta Maria lifeless light lips lone look Lord Sunderland Love's lustre lyre marriage mind mirth mourning musing ne'er Neath o'er Ocean's orbs pale passion pride proud proudly pure quenched rapt rapture rays rich round scenes shade shadowy shines shone sigh slumbering smile soft sorrow soul soul's sparkling spirit stray stream sweet swell tear thee thine thou wert thought Thrills throng throw tones tremblers turn twined voice waves weep wend whilst wild young
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Page 77 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Page 152 - ... arts. The house retains the form described by Evelyn that of a half H : a slight irregularity is caused by the new gothic room, built by the present earl, to contain part of his magnificent library, which, like the statue in the Castle of Otranto, had grown " too big for what contained it.
Page 143 - And but for that sad, shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now ; And but for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart...
Page 149 - Last night, her lord was all that's good and great ; A knave this morning, and his will a cheat. Strange ! by the means defeated of the ends, By spirit...
Page 143 - Her picture at Windsor is the most perfectly beautiful and impressive female portrait I ever saw. How have I longed, when gazing at it, to conjure her out of her frame, and bid her reveal the secret of her mysterious life and death ! Nearly opposite to the dead Venitia, in strange contrast, hangs her husband, who loved her to madness, or was mad before he married her, in the very prime of life and youth. This picture, by Cornelius Jansen, is as fine as any thing of Vandyke's : the character expresses...
Page 144 - Could Nature then no private woman grace, Whom we might dare to love, with such a face, Such a complexion, and so radiant eyes, Such lovely motion, and such sharp replies?
Page 146 - ... and blooming; the second, far more interesting, was painted about the time of her marriage with the young Earl of Sunderland, or shor.tly after very sweet and lady-like. I should say that the highbreeding of the face and air was more conspicuous than the beauty; the neck and hands exquisite. Both these are Vandyke's. A third picture represents her about the time of her second marriage : the expression wholly changed cold, sad, faded, but pretty still: one might fancy her contemplating,...
Page 144 - Davenant styles her, very beautifully, " The richeyed darling of a monarch's breast." Lord Holland, in the description he sent from Paris, dwells on the charm of her eyes, her smile, and her graceful figure, though he admits her to be rather petite; and if the poet and the courtier be distrusted, we have the authority of the puritanic Sir Symond d'Ewes, who allows the influence of her " excellent and sparkling black eyes.