New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 45Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Ainsworth, William Harrison Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1835 |
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... beautiful but frowning face , the thin lip curled resolutely , and the brown and polished cheek deepened with a rosy glow , her full and breathing bosom swelling beneath its jacket , and her hair , which had escaped from the turban ...
... beautiful but frowning face , the thin lip curled resolutely , and the brown and polished cheek deepened with a rosy glow , her full and breathing bosom swelling beneath its jacket , and her hair , which had escaped from the turban ...
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... beautiful has vanished " to return not ; but our keen feeling of it has . We no longer welcome it with fancies . No more ( to use a pretty love - conceit in these very pages ) do we believe that the butterfly bears on his painted wings ...
... beautiful has vanished " to return not ; but our keen feeling of it has . We no longer welcome it with fancies . No more ( to use a pretty love - conceit in these very pages ) do we believe that the butterfly bears on his painted wings ...
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... beautiful lines which Thucydides quotes in the third book of his history , in illustration of the usages of Delos ? They are immediately opposed to Mr. Hazlitt's inference , that the love of fame must necessarily be associated with the ...
... beautiful lines which Thucydides quotes in the third book of his history , in illustration of the usages of Delos ? They are immediately opposed to Mr. Hazlitt's inference , that the love of fame must necessarily be associated with the ...
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... beautiful writer in the reception they have hitherto received , in the unaccountable con- struction - unaccountable both in feeling and scholarship — which scholars have put upon them ; ) he asks- " Shall I compare thee to a summer's ...
... beautiful writer in the reception they have hitherto received , in the unaccountable con- struction - unaccountable both in feeling and scholarship — which scholars have put upon them ; ) he asks- " Shall I compare thee to a summer's ...
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... Beautiful usages are remaining still , ardent hopes , radiant aspirations ! " When Dante was injured by his fellow - citizens , he worked terrible vengeance on them in one of the sublimest of poems , -for the memory of his injuries ...
... Beautiful usages are remaining still , ardent hopes , radiant aspirations ! " When Dante was injured by his fellow - citizens , he worked terrible vengeance on them in one of the sublimest of poems , -for the memory of his injuries ...
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Page 47 - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Page 58 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Page 69 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Page 67 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Page 51 - And summer's lease hath all too short a date ; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest.
Page 67 - A WOMAN'S face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women's fashion; An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; A man in hue all hues in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
Page 65 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 55 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry — As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Page 60 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising. Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember' d such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 53 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intense study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times as they should not willingly let it die.