The King's College Magazine, Volume 2Houlston and Hughes, 1842 |
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... prince . Groups of half naked children are sporting in all the wild exuberance of infant glee ; while , ever and anon , a swarthy face looks forth , and a shrill voice , threatening to the very echoes punishment , startles the wild ...
... prince . Groups of half naked children are sporting in all the wild exuberance of infant glee ; while , ever and anon , a swarthy face looks forth , and a shrill voice , threatening to the very echoes punishment , startles the wild ...
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... prince , his very whiskers curling with rage , " shall miscreants like these dare to set foot upon our soil , and with hostile intent too ? —They whom we could crush as easily as the nailed foot can a scorpion , as the tawny monarch of ...
... prince , his very whiskers curling with rage , " shall miscreants like these dare to set foot upon our soil , and with hostile intent too ? —They whom we could crush as easily as the nailed foot can a scorpion , as the tawny monarch of ...
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... prince of Denmark . Malone also supplies us with a note upon the passage which means exactly nothing ; but if the passage be well considered , a very obvious , and very satisfactory meaning can be extracted from this sentence . In some ...
... prince of Denmark . Malone also supplies us with a note upon the passage which means exactly nothing ; but if the passage be well considered , a very obvious , and very satisfactory meaning can be extracted from this sentence . In some ...
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... prince to the peasant a new link formed by an universal and all - pervading love of music . C. H. H. EPITAPH . ( From the Greek . ) THIS stone , beloved Sabinus , tells thy fate , How small memorial of a love how great . My love ...
... prince to the peasant a new link formed by an universal and all - pervading love of music . C. H. H. EPITAPH . ( From the Greek . ) THIS stone , beloved Sabinus , tells thy fate , How small memorial of a love how great . My love ...
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... Prince of Guastalla . MARINELLI , Chamberlain to the Prince . CAMILLO ROTA , one of the Prince's Advocates . CONTI , a Painter . COUNT APPIANI . COUNTESS ORSINA . ANGELO , and several Servants ACT I. ( The Scene is in the Cabinet of the ...
... Prince of Guastalla . MARINELLI , Chamberlain to the Prince . CAMILLO ROTA , one of the Prince's Advocates . CONTI , a Painter . COUNT APPIANI . COUNTESS ORSINA . ANGELO , and several Servants ACT I. ( The Scene is in the Cabinet of the ...
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Page 194 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Page 481 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Page 255 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Page 303 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Page 305 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Page 193 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Page 232 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
Page 302 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!
Page 429 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 301 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more ! to all the house : Glamis hath murdered sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more .