The London Magazine, Volume 4Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1821 |
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... lights and sequent courses , I become con- fused and wandering , like the pow- dered guide of Hampton Court , who ... light , and vase with cauldron . Let me proceed " orderly , as it is meet , " or you get nothing true of me . I must ...
... lights and sequent courses , I become con- fused and wandering , like the pow- dered guide of Hampton Court , who ... light , and vase with cauldron . Let me proceed " orderly , as it is meet , " or you get nothing true of me . I must ...
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... light and strange are the airs that waft the mind on its varying and mystic voyages ! A cluster of trees , resembling one that frowned over my school - playground , carried me there on the instant , -and all the idleness , and luxury ...
... light and strange are the airs that waft the mind on its varying and mystic voyages ! A cluster of trees , resembling one that frowned over my school - playground , carried me there on the instant , -and all the idleness , and luxury ...
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... light , When others were all at rest , - I told the tale of gallant or knight , The tale I loved best : And my school - fellows - half in joy and fear , Lay wide awake in their beds to hear . 5 . And they heard how Lord Percy a hunting ...
... light , When others were all at rest , - I told the tale of gallant or knight , The tale I loved best : And my school - fellows - half in joy and fear , Lay wide awake in their beds to hear . 5 . And they heard how Lord Percy a hunting ...
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... light , and ran so crooked a course , as compelled us to cross it every hundred yards . Walter Selby now addressed me in his own singular way : Fair Eleanor , mine own grave and staid cousin , knowest thou whither thou goest ? Comest ...
... light , and ran so crooked a course , as compelled us to cross it every hundred yards . Walter Selby now addressed me in his own singular way : Fair Eleanor , mine own grave and staid cousin , knowest thou whither thou goest ? Comest ...
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... light us up the rugged ascent , without torches the virtuous bottles of Capri rosso we had drunk , had kindled a light and warmth in our spirits that ren- dered us quite en etat to dare ha- zardous , and investigate curious , things ...
... light us up the rugged ascent , without torches the virtuous bottles of Capri rosso we had drunk , had kindled a light and warmth in our spirits that ren- dered us quite en etat to dare ha- zardous , and investigate curious , things ...
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Page 76 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Page 280 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Page 192 - ... of this realm, and to the churches committed to their charge, all such rights and privileges as by law do or shall appertain unto them, or any of them?" — King or queen,
Page 280 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Page 279 - Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived...
Page 377 - The dream commenced with a music which now I often heard in dreams — a music of preparation and of awakening suspense, a music like the opening of the Coronation Anthem, and which, like that, gave the feeling of a vast march, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies.
Page 288 - Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains: — 'twas a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: It...
Page 288 - Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my Love, I know not where to go.
Page 222 - LIFE IN LONDON : or, the Day and Night Scenes of Jerry Hawthorn, Esq., and his Elegant Friend, Corinthian Tom.
Page 374 - Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...