Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 161W. Blackwood & Sons, 1897 |
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Pagina 45
... True , it was an age when it behoved bishops , especially those whose sees lay along the Marches , to be as much at home in the camp as the chapter - house , and many of these are far better remembered by the havoc they wrought in other ...
... True , it was an age when it behoved bishops , especially those whose sees lay along the Marches , to be as much at home in the camp as the chapter - house , and many of these are far better remembered by the havoc they wrought in other ...
Pagina 59
... True enough that was , although I did not mean it . " Brilliant young men in gor- geous apparel . I am not fit to hold a candle for them . " " Then hold it for yourself , George , as you have the right to do . And for all of us as well ...
... True enough that was , although I did not mean it . " Brilliant young men in gor- geous apparel . I am not fit to hold a candle for them . " " Then hold it for yourself , George , as you have the right to do . And for all of us as well ...
Pagina 60
... ; so far from that , indeed , that the true reason was , I could think of him now without think- ing of his money . When we first his know a man of great wealth , es- pecially if 60 [ Jan. Dariel : A Romance of Surrey .
... ; so far from that , indeed , that the true reason was , I could think of him now without think- ing of his money . When we first his know a man of great wealth , es- pecially if 60 [ Jan. Dariel : A Romance of Surrey .
Pagina 73
... true friend . She cannot come to see you her- self of course , and her father might be angry if she tried to do so ; and he would know your hand if you wrote to her . It appears to me that she has a right to ask . " " Ah yes . She has a ...
... true friend . She cannot come to see you her- self of course , and her father might be angry if she tried to do so ; and he would know your hand if you wrote to her . It appears to me that she has a right to ask . " " Ah yes . She has a ...
Pagina 82
... true woman , should have set her straight again . But , thanks be to the Lord , who has made us real men , and given us power to exert our brains , with- out pit - pat of the heart to distract them at every pulse ! Although I was not in ...
... true woman , should have set her straight again . But , thanks be to the Lord , who has made us real men , and given us power to exert our brains , with- out pit - pat of the heart to distract them at every pulse ! Although I was not in ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 80 - We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick; unfound the boon — unslaked the thirst, Though to the last, in verge of our decay, Some phantom lures, such as we sought at first — But all too late, — so are we doubly curst, Love, fame, ambition, avarice — 'tis the same — Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst — For all are meteors with a different name, And Death the sable smoke where vanishes the flame.
Pagina 269 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Pagina 369 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Pagina 355 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Pagina 242 - As I parted with each corps in turn its band played ' Auld Lang Syne,' and I have never since heard that memory-stirring air without its bringing before my mind's eye the last view I had of the Kabul-Kandahar Field Force. I fancy myself crossing and recrossing the river which winds through the pass ; I hear the martial beat of drums and plaintive music of the pipes ; and I see Riflemen and Gurkhas, Highlanders and Sikhs, guns and horses, camels and mules, with the endless following of an Indian army...
Pagina 86 - Ireland would be to put upon the Irish people the duty of levying their own taxes and of providing for their own expenditure...
Pagina 476 - Scotia's noblest speech yon orchestra sublime Whaurto - uplifted like the Just - the tail-rods mark the time. The crank-throws give the double-bass, the feed-pump sobs an' heaves, An' now the main eccentrics start their quarrel on the sheaves: Her time, her own appointed time, the rocking link-head bides, Till - hear that note ? - the rod's return whings glimmerin
Pagina 128 - The blue waves of Ullin roll in light. The green hills are covered with day. Trees shake their dusky heads in the breeze. Grey torrents pour their noisy streams. Two green hills with aged oaks surround a narrow plain. The blue course of a stream is there. On its banks stood Cairbar of Atha. His spear supports the king; the red eyes of his fear are sad. Cormac rises on his soul with all his ghastly wounds.
Pagina 459 - And, when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left, Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory, images and precious thoughts, That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed.
Pagina 510 - Jacob) — the structure commenced in our own land by Horace Walpole, Monk Lewis, Mrs. Radcliffe, and Maturin, but left imperfect and inharmonious, requires, now that the rubbish which choked up its approach is removed, only the hand of the skilful architect to its entire renovation and perfection.