Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Bind 13William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1846 |
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Side 15
... heart of hearts . If there be a love that is undying , it is that of the parent for the child . If there be love in which lurks no alloy of selfishness , it is that of the parent for the child . The love of man and woman is a beautiful ...
... heart of hearts . If there be a love that is undying , it is that of the parent for the child . If there be love in which lurks no alloy of selfishness , it is that of the parent for the child . The love of man and woman is a beautiful ...
Side 18
... heart of his adversary at the instigation of these subtle fiends , and was condemned to years of hard labour in the galleys , whilst those who were the cause of his crime , walk at liberty through the streets of Naples . Men of a ...
... heart of his adversary at the instigation of these subtle fiends , and was condemned to years of hard labour in the galleys , whilst those who were the cause of his crime , walk at liberty through the streets of Naples . Men of a ...
Side 20
... heart bleeds even to remember this frightful desecration of a sacred and solemn rite , and I cannot even now forget the feelings that overpowered me when I looked on the poor dying woman about to depart with no better preparation to ...
... heart bleeds even to remember this frightful desecration of a sacred and solemn rite , and I cannot even now forget the feelings that overpowered me when I looked on the poor dying woman about to depart with no better preparation to ...
Side 25
... heart panted for ever , in what dreadful contrast it stood to the eternal contention upon which his restless intellect or accidents of position threw him like a passive victim ! It seemed as if not any choice of his , but some sad doom ...
... heart panted for ever , in what dreadful contrast it stood to the eternal contention upon which his restless intellect or accidents of position threw him like a passive victim ! It seemed as if not any choice of his , but some sad doom ...
Side 31
... heart in you , if you can say no more than that ! I say he is a god ; and he shall be my god for the rest of my life ! I will worship him ; and if I have any charms about me and such I have , If the lads be not false in what they tell ...
... heart in you , if you can say no more than that ! I say he is a god ; and he shall be my god for the rest of my life ! I will worship him ; and if I have any charms about me and such I have , If the lads be not false in what they tell ...
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Side 81 - Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be. Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. — He dies, and makes no sign.
Side 385 - Father, who wouldest not the death of a sinner but rather that he should turn from his wickedness and live...
Side 45 - You have sat too long here for any good you have been doing. Depart, I say, and let us have done with you. In the name of God, go!
Side 174 - Kingston, had I but served God as diligently as I have served the King, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Side 345 - But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
Side 25 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Side 43 - It had all the evidences of an absolute victory obtained by the Lord's blessing upon the Godly Party principally.
Side 59 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Side 25 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.
Side 26 - Now has descended a serener hour, And with inconstant fortune, friends return; Though suffering leaves the knowledge and the power Which says: — Let scorn be not repaid with scorn. And from thy side two gentle babes are born To fill our home with smiles, and thus are we Most fortunate beneath life's beaming morn; And these delights, and thou, have been to me The parents of the Song I consecrate to thee.