The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., Volume 1Tobias Merton (pseud) 1824 |
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Pagina 8
... morning . Yet so distinct are these several states of progressive existence , that though all bound together by unbroken consciousness , the changes are in reality as entire as the separate links of one chain . In the issue comes a last ...
... morning . Yet so distinct are these several states of progressive existence , that though all bound together by unbroken consciousness , the changes are in reality as entire as the separate links of one chain . In the issue comes a last ...
Pagina 9
... morning of January we should rise up with the same hopes , as if the trumpet had summoned us to the resurrection of the just : that moment should be to us as the end of time , and this as the beginning of eternity . if " To every thing ...
... morning of January we should rise up with the same hopes , as if the trumpet had summoned us to the resurrection of the just : that moment should be to us as the end of time , and this as the beginning of eternity . if " To every thing ...
Pagina 12
... morning I had eaten nothing . With weariness and disgust I pushed away from me the gold , which but a little time before had satisfied my foolish heart : I now in my perplexity knew not how to dispose of it . But it could not remain ...
... morning I had eaten nothing . With weariness and disgust I pushed away from me the gold , which but a little time before had satisfied my foolish heart : I now in my perplexity knew not how to dispose of it . But it could not remain ...
Pagina 15
... morning's golden clouds to meet thine eye ; Or with enamoured cheek Her growing passion speak , Or downcast modest look , or chastened sigh . Nor shall the summer eve Fantastic weave Her pall of vapour and slow - fading light , To tempt ...
... morning's golden clouds to meet thine eye ; Or with enamoured cheek Her growing passion speak , Or downcast modest look , or chastened sigh . Nor shall the summer eve Fantastic weave Her pall of vapour and slow - fading light , To tempt ...
Pagina 18
... morning , eats while he is walking about and directing his workmen , hurries from his bricklayers to his masons , and never stays above five minutes at any house at which he calls . One family are at dinner ; Mr. Carpent sits down ...
... morning , eats while he is walking about and directing his workmen , hurries from his bricklayers to his masons , and never stays above five minutes at any house at which he calls . One family are at dinner ; Mr. Carpent sits down ...
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Pagina 73 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
Pagina 358 - twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief delight was still On roses thus itself to fill, And its pure virgin limbs to fold In whitest sheets of lilies cold: Had it lived long, it would have been Lilies without, roses within.
Pagina 358 - Twas, on those little silver feet! With what a pretty, skipping grace It oft would challenge me the race ! And when 't had left me far away, 'Twould stay, and run again, and stay; For it was nimbler, much, than hinds, And trod as if on the four winds.
Pagina 32 - Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour; Now, frowning, smiling, for the hundredth...
Pagina 414 - I will delate you for a warlock to the privy council!' said Sir John. 'I will send you to your master, the devil, with the help of a tar-barrel and a torch ! ' 'I intend to delate mysell to the presbytery,' said Steenie, ' and tell them all I have seen last night, whilk are things fitter for them to judge of than a borrel man like me.
Pagina 225 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Pagina 28 - Thou sittest at the right hand of God in the glory of the Father. We believe that thou shalt come to be our Judge. We therefore pray thee help thy servants whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious blood.
Pagina 100 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground...
Pagina 405 - Court, wi' the king's ain sword ; and being a red-hot prelatist, he came down here, rampauging like a lion, with commissions of lieutenancy (and of lunacy, for what I ken), to put down a' the Whigs and Covenanters in the country. Wild wark they made of it ; for the Whigs were as dour as the Cavaliers were fierce, and it was which should first tire the other. Redgauntlet was aye for the strong hand ; and his name is kend as wide in the country as Claverhouse's or Tarn Dalyell's.
Pagina 416 - Sir John made up his story about the jackanape as he liked himsell; and some believe till this day there was no more in the matter than the filching nature of the brute. Indeed, ye'll no hinder some to threap, that it was nane o...