Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts, Volumen10,Tema 87 -Volumen12,Tema 111William Chambers, Robert Chambers William and Robert Chambers, 1846 |
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... turning round with erected head and open jaws if teased with the finger . Their habitation is thus interest- ingly described by the authority formerly quoted : - " To have an idea how the straw or stubble - roof is formed , let us take ...
... turning round with erected head and open jaws if teased with the finger . Their habitation is thus interest- ingly described by the authority formerly quoted : - " To have an idea how the straw or stubble - roof is formed , let us take ...
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... turned it on its edge ; when , running again to the other end , it passed through without the least difficulty . : Dr J. R. Johnson relates an equally entertaining anecdote of the strength as well as address occasionally displayed by ...
... turned it on its edge ; when , running again to the other end , it passed through without the least difficulty . : Dr J. R. Johnson relates an equally entertaining anecdote of the strength as well as address occasionally displayed by ...
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... turned each other over , or lifted each other up by turns : they soon quitted the ants they had seized , and endeavoured to catch others . I have seen some which engaged in these exercises with such eagerness , as to pursue suc ...
... turned each other over , or lifted each other up by turns : they soon quitted the ants they had seized , and endeavoured to catch others . I have seen some which engaged in these exercises with such eagerness , as to pursue suc ...
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... turned each other over , or lifted each other up by turns : they soon quitted the ants they had seized , and endeavoured to catch others . I have seen some which engaged in these exercises with such eagerness , as to pursue suc ...
... turned each other over , or lifted each other up by turns : they soon quitted the ants they had seized , and endeavoured to catch others . I have seen some which engaged in these exercises with such eagerness , as to pursue suc ...
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... turned a poem into prose ; and as Pellico maintained it was impossible to translate it pro- perly into poetry , Byron presented to him , upon a subsequent meeting , his own tragedy in an English poetical dress , as a prac- tical ...
... turned a poem into prose ; and as Pellico maintained it was impossible to translate it pro- perly into poetry , Byron presented to him , upon a subsequent meeting , his own tragedy in an English poetical dress , as a prac- tical ...
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Página 4 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Página 8 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry...
Página 9 - CALL it not vain: — they do not err, Who say that when the poet dies Mute Nature mourns her worshipper And celebrates his obsequies; Who say tall cliff and cavern lone For the departed bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill; That flowers in tears of balm distil; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks in deeper groan reply, 10 And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Página 12 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, " This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well." The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain — Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumb'ring of the wheels.
Página 6 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ? What mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand...
Página 5 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Página 13 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of Ocean on his winding shore...
Página 9 - And it came to pass, when David had made an end of speaking these words unto Saul, that Saul said, Is this thy voice, my son David ? And Saul lifted up his voice, and wept.
Página 11 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!