The Edinburgh Literary Journal: Or, Weekly Register of Criticism and Belles Lettres, Volumen2Ballantyne, 1829 Vol. 2 includes "The poet Shelley--his unpublished work, T̀he wandering Jew'" (p. 43-45, [57]-60) |
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... Spirit of Faste To E. G The Arab and his Beard The Frosty Day THOMSON , ( JAMES ) Hope WATTS , ( ALARIC A. ) To a Lady with a Book of Manuscript Poems Song WEIK , ( WILLIAM ) England at the Close of 1829 WIFFEN , ( J. H :) Stanzas for ...
... Spirit of Faste To E. G The Arab and his Beard The Frosty Day THOMSON , ( JAMES ) Hope WATTS , ( ALARIC A. ) To a Lady with a Book of Manuscript Poems Song WEIK , ( WILLIAM ) England at the Close of 1829 WIFFEN , ( J. H :) Stanzas for ...
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... spirit endued with the accents of speech , Like a rainbow of music adorning the cloud . In that music was transport ! I smiled through my tears : Even now , in dark moments , when exiled from bliss , From the baseless illusions of ...
... spirit endued with the accents of speech , Like a rainbow of music adorning the cloud . In that music was transport ! I smiled through my tears : Even now , in dark moments , when exiled from bliss , From the baseless illusions of ...
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... spirit of self - scrutiny , and to dissi- pate false views , to which custom alone may have recon- ciled us , than any thing else we know . know what might constitute , in his idea , the. Mr Upham has very properly prefaced his History ...
... spirit of self - scrutiny , and to dissi- pate false views , to which custom alone may have recon- ciled us , than any thing else we know . know what might constitute , in his idea , the. Mr Upham has very properly prefaced his History ...
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... spirits that would meet Their end - as men should die , - Hearts that would hail the darksome grave , Ere yet degraded to a slave . Carthage - farewell ! My dust I lay Not on thy summer strand ; Yet shall my spirit stretch away To thee ...
... spirits that would meet Their end - as men should die , - Hearts that would hail the darksome grave , Ere yet degraded to a slave . Carthage - farewell ! My dust I lay Not on thy summer strand ; Yet shall my spirit stretch away To thee ...
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... spirits to fix upon St Albans as the scene of their nocturnal revels . It will thus be perceived that the author ... spirit - stirring as one or two mysterious and indistinct hints of some undescribed horror . Mr Mudford en- tirely ...
... spirits to fix upon St Albans as the scene of their nocturnal revels . It will thus be perceived that the author ... spirit - stirring as one or two mysterious and indistinct hints of some undescribed horror . Mr Mudford en- tirely ...
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Página 131 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 131 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart — Go forth under the open sky and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around, Earth and her waters, and the depths of air, Comes a still voice...
Página 131 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
Página 131 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 79 - Evidence of the Truth of the Christian Religion derived from the Literal Fulfilment of Prophecy, particularly as Illustrated by the History of the Jews, and the Discoveries of Recent Travellers.
Página 131 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Página 132 - There through the long, long summer hours, The golden light should lie, And thick young herbs and groups of flowers Stand in their beauty by. The oriole should build and tell His love-tale close beside my cell; The idle butterfly Should rest him there, and there be heard The housewife bee and humming-bird.
Página 132 - And what if cheerful shouts at noon Come, from the village sent, Or songs of maids, beneath the moon With fairy laughter blent ? And what if, in the evening light, Betrothed lovers walk in sight Of my low monument ? I would the lovely scene around Might know no sadder sight nor sound.
Página 18 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
Página 131 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea. And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray, On the leaping waters and gay young isles ; Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away.