Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volume 3Knight, 1824 |
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... beautiful prospect of the lake of Geneva , and the mountains of Savoy , until , at length , they had no more effect upon me than the sight of an old brick wall in the city of London has now . In the same manner I have felt tired of ...
... beautiful prospect of the lake of Geneva , and the mountains of Savoy , until , at length , they had no more effect upon me than the sight of an old brick wall in the city of London has now . In the same manner I have felt tired of ...
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... seldom can trace out individual ones . When Byron paints individuals , his colours are beautiful ; the traits separately taken are all in nature ; but the aggregate figure is ideal , the offspring of Flight of the Swallows , די.
... seldom can trace out individual ones . When Byron paints individuals , his colours are beautiful ; the traits separately taken are all in nature ; but the aggregate figure is ideal , the offspring of Flight of the Swallows , די.
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... beautiful moonlight nights , the glowing azure of the sky , the dark blue sea , -the purple tinged mountains , the forests of orange , lemon , and olive trees . There you find men lawless and impassioned ; and female beauty , Soft as ...
... beautiful moonlight nights , the glowing azure of the sky , the dark blue sea , -the purple tinged mountains , the forests of orange , lemon , and olive trees . There you find men lawless and impassioned ; and female beauty , Soft as ...
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... beautiful forests of chestnut - trees and wild solitary glens . More to the South , the rich plains of Campania and ... beautiful , especially in the works of art and music . South Italy is essentially the country of painting and of song ...
... beautiful forests of chestnut - trees and wild solitary glens . More to the South , the rich plains of Campania and ... beautiful , especially in the works of art and music . South Italy is essentially the country of painting and of song ...
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... beautiful spring of the year 1665 , a little before the saddest summer that ever London saw , that I went to the Bowling - Green at Piccadilly , whither , at that time , the best gentry made continual resort . There I met Mr. Cowley ...
... beautiful spring of the year 1665 , a little before the saddest summer that ever London saw , that I went to the Bowling - Green at Piccadilly , whither , at that time , the best gentry made continual resort . There I met Mr. Cowley ...
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Page 38 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Page 191 - Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!
Page 83 - Sorrow is knowledge : they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The tree of knowledge is not that of life.
Page 189 - SWIFT as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory and of good, the sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his splendour, and the mask Of darkness fell from the awakened Earth. The smokeless altars of the mountain snows Flamed above crimson clouds, and at the birth Of light, the Ocean's orison arose, To which the birds tempered their matin lay.
Page 86 - Slow melting strains their Queen's approach declare : Where'er she turns the Graces homage pay. With arms sublime, that float upon the air, In gliding state she wins her easy way : O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire, and purple light of Love.
Page 190 - I PANT for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower; Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine, Loosen the notes in a silver shower; Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain, I gasp, I faint, till they wake again.
Page 190 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight...
Page 191 - The breath of the moist earth is light, Around its unexpanded buds ; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's.
Page 39 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with, such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Page 304 - ... to some misshapen idol over the ruined dome of our proudest temple, and shall see a single naked fisherman wash his nets in the river of the ten thousand masts...