Tait's Edinburgh magazine, Volume 221855 |
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... father was descended from a French family ; his ter , would be one of the congregation . A few mother was supposed to have come from the days having passed without bringing him any family of which Martin Luther was an illus ...
... father was descended from a French family ; his ter , would be one of the congregation . A few mother was supposed to have come from the days having passed without bringing him any family of which Martin Luther was an illus ...
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... father's family , from his his nights ; and he courageously procured in sixteenth year till his death , was a source of addition a clerkship in a lawyer's office , which trouble and expense ; and much of his hard work consumed the best ...
... father's family , from his his nights ; and he courageously procured in sixteenth year till his death , was a source of addition a clerkship in a lawyer's office , which trouble and expense ; and much of his hard work consumed the best ...
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... father could find but little pleasure in her society . Thus , all the ties which bound him to life , wore away ; all which could make leisure valuable , departed , to leave it a desert . A critic , who in other respects has treated him ...
... father could find but little pleasure in her society . Thus , all the ties which bound him to life , wore away ; all which could make leisure valuable , departed , to leave it a desert . A critic , who in other respects has treated him ...
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... father would on no account disturb his reveries : but - it is the father speaking : When the concert was finished , we came out of the theatre . Not a word was spoken . I knew that my musical prodigy was happy among the clouds , and I ...
... father would on no account disturb his reveries : but - it is the father speaking : When the concert was finished , we came out of the theatre . Not a word was spoken . I knew that my musical prodigy was happy among the clouds , and I ...
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... father left me something - how strange ! " " Praps he wasn't her father - what ' ud you say to that ? Howsever , he's left you a bit of tin , I dessay , and I s'pose you'll go and court her , and all that ” —with an acute wink . I ...
... father left me something - how strange ! " " Praps he wasn't her father - what ' ud you say to that ? Howsever , he's left you a bit of tin , I dessay , and I s'pose you'll go and court her , and all that ” —with an acute wink . I ...
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Page 103 - The little brook heard it and built a roof 'Neath which he could house him, winter-proof; All night by the white stars' frosty gleams He groined his arches and matched his beams; Slender and clear were his crystal spars As the lashes of light that trim the stars; He sculptured every summer delight In his halls and chambers out of sight; Sometimes his tinkling waters slipt...
Page 138 - When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Page 288 - I can never forget the inexpressible luxury and profaneness, gaming, and all dissoluteness, and as it were total forgetfulness of God, (it being Sunday evening,) which this day se'nnight I was witness of, the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland...
Page 61 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course...
Page 61 - A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know.
Page 37 - Her sex, her youth, and the whole richness of her beauty, came back from what men call the irrevocable past, and clustered themselves with her maiden hope, and a happiness before unknown, within the magic circle of this hour.
Page 332 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence ; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
Page 423 - And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 218 - Sir, if you wish to have a just notion of the magnitude of this city, you must not be satisfied with seeing its great streets and squares, but must survey the innumerable little lanes and courts. It is not in the showy evolutions of buildings, but in the multiplicity of human habitations which are crowded together, that the wonderful immensity of London consists.
Page 101 - Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just ; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.