Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 17William Blackwood, 1825 |
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... eye was the most powerful in the regions to which the eyes of others could not ascend - his gigantic powers never fully unfolded themselves , until they were left without path , copy , and ally . While he was supported by a party , and ...
... eye was the most powerful in the regions to which the eyes of others could not ascend - his gigantic powers never fully unfolded themselves , until they were left without path , copy , and ally . While he was supported by a party , and ...
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... eyes of the influential part of the nation , that could have been devised ; he thus positively incapacitated the Whigs for acquiring public confidence and hold- ing the reins of government . If the Whigs are now helpless , disgraced ...
... eyes of the influential part of the nation , that could have been devised ; he thus positively incapacitated the Whigs for acquiring public confidence and hold- ing the reins of government . If the Whigs are now helpless , disgraced ...
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... eye At some new absurdity ; Stationary families , By whose philosophic eyes Mark'd no more than cabbage stalks , Folly's concourse walks and talks ; Add to these an earl or two , Viscounts and their dames a few , Stolen from London's ...
... eye At some new absurdity ; Stationary families , By whose philosophic eyes Mark'd no more than cabbage stalks , Folly's concourse walks and talks ; Add to these an earl or two , Viscounts and their dames a few , Stolen from London's ...
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... eye . Coxcombry wears out apace ; Meanness works its own disgrace . ' Never wonder , ' was the rule Horace taught us ... eyes , and my sound ear , A celebrated Bath surgeon . VOL . XVII . с To this empty show and chatter ; My advice won ...
... eye . Coxcombry wears out apace ; Meanness works its own disgrace . ' Never wonder , ' was the rule Horace taught us ... eyes , and my sound ear , A celebrated Bath surgeon . VOL . XVII . с To this empty show and chatter ; My advice won ...
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... eyes dead and ropy , Tout ensemble sad and mopy , Moving as on rusty wires , To where subterranean fires Boil the pot of Bath's Hygeia , Rivalling thy broth , Medea , In the power , by bards oft sung , Of cooking up old gentry young ...
... eyes dead and ropy , Tout ensemble sad and mopy , Moving as on rusty wires , To where subterranean fires Boil the pot of Bath's Hygeia , Rivalling thy broth , Medea , In the power , by bards oft sung , Of cooking up old gentry young ...
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Page 148 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Page 349 - As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteemst the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Page 452 - I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.
Page 148 - The land of honourable death Is here. Up, to the field, and give Away thy breath ! Seek out (less often sought than found) A soldier's grave, for thee the best ! Then look around, and choose thy ground, And take thy rest ! PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY.
Page 483 - Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James...
Page 148 - Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Page 148 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
Page 99 - Who, as he watches her silently gliding, Remembers that wave after wave is dividing Bosoms that sorrow and guilt could not sever, Hearts which are parted and broken for ever. Or deems that he watches, afloat on the wave, The death-bed of hope, or the young spirit's grave.
Page 151 - gin to fear that thou art past all aid From me and from my calling; yet so young, I still would— Man. Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death...
Page 148 - The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and...