The Midland magazine and monthly review, ed. by J.J. Britton & J.N. Smith. [Continued as] The Midland-metropolitan magazine. Vol.1, no.1 - vol.2 [no.1. Vol.2, no.1 wants all before p.9]. |
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... heard my Uncle's words approach a poetic simile . I was undone ; and my Uncle certainly excited — excited beyond measure — and in endeavouring to free myself by an apology , I drew myself farther into the torrent of his rage . “ But ...
... heard my Uncle's words approach a poetic simile . I was undone ; and my Uncle certainly excited — excited beyond measure — and in endeavouring to free myself by an apology , I drew myself farther into the torrent of his rage . “ But ...
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... heard cheering others on in a voice that rose like a trumpet call amidst the hideous din of battle . With a cross in his hand , and the word of Scripture in his mouth , the man who struck no blow himself imparted courage , life , and ...
... heard cheering others on in a voice that rose like a trumpet call amidst the hideous din of battle . With a cross in his hand , and the word of Scripture in his mouth , the man who struck no blow himself imparted courage , life , and ...
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... heard melodious notes divine , Unearthly screams now run " along the line , " & c . , & c . We will end it with the last poetic lines our patience can gather . See Edgbaston , the bed of prosperous trade , Where they recline , who have ...
... heard melodious notes divine , Unearthly screams now run " along the line , " & c . , & c . We will end it with the last poetic lines our patience can gather . See Edgbaston , the bed of prosperous trade , Where they recline , who have ...
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... heard and felt by the close observer , beneath the cold and stony scrolls of his poetry . It is always after this strain that he speaks of the Hun- garian's land . Beautiful it is , all will acknowledge , beautiful , and seemingly cold ...
... heard and felt by the close observer , beneath the cold and stony scrolls of his poetry . It is always after this strain that he speaks of the Hun- garian's land . Beautiful it is , all will acknowledge , beautiful , and seemingly cold ...
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... heard of . He resolved to outface the soldiers for once in his life and — ask his Ellen to dance . Actually did he step forward for that purpose , when , like the scarlet fever over the body of a child , or the sun in a fog round a ...
... heard of . He resolved to outface the soldiers for once in his life and — ask his Ellen to dance . Actually did he step forward for that purpose , when , like the scarlet fever over the body of a child , or the sun in a fog round a ...
Términos y frases comunes
ancient Anglo-Saxon appear beautiful bosom Brancrust bright Britons Buggins called Ceridwen Christian Cimmerian clouds dark dear deep divine dream Druidism Druids earth Eastbourne Egypt England eyes face fancy father feel Fleecington flowers Franziskus Gaul gaze Genii girl give glory Golden Legend Grouseland hand happy heard heart heaven hope human Japhet Julius Cæsar labour lady land leave light lips living London look Macedon mind moral morning mother nature never night noble o'er Ogham passed perhaps Persians Phoenician poem poet poetry poor portmanteau present race readers Rosa round Saxon seemed shadow Shakespeare smile Sniggers Socrates song soul spirit stept strange sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Tingwall tion Tom's true truth turn Tynwald voice walk Whibbleton Whibby Widget Winnegar wonder words young
Pasajes populares
Página 167 - He that can apprehend and consider vice with all her baits and seeming pleasures, and yet abstain, and yet distinguish, and yet prefer that which is truly better, he is the true warfaring Christian.
Página 76 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Página 27 - Look on this spot — a nation's sepulchre ! Abode of gods, whose shrines no longer burn. Even gods must yield — religions take their turn : 'Twas Jove's — 'tis Mahomet's — and other creeds Will rise with other years, till man shall learn Vainly his incense soars, his victim bleeds; Poor child of Doubt and Death, whose hope is built on reeds.
Página 66 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light ; You common people of the skies ; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Página 76 - And, pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny ; 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to Heaven, is all I dare now call my own.
Página 66 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Página 102 - The path of duty was the way to glory: He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Página 181 - Keep not standing fixed and rooted, Briskly venture, briskly roam ; Head and hand, where'er thou foot it, And stout heart are still at home. " In what land the sun does visit, Brisk are we, whate'er betide : To give space for wandering is it That the world was made so wide.
Página 245 - Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties.