Noctes Ambrosianæ, Bind 1Redfield, 1854 |
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... better than fill our last sheet with an account of our shooting excursion . Sir John Sinclair re- marks , that he has a more numerous family than generally falls to the lot of literary men . Now , though we can boast of no such ...
... better than fill our last sheet with an account of our shooting excursion . Sir John Sinclair re- marks , that he has a more numerous family than generally falls to the lot of literary men . Now , though we can boast of no such ...
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... better never was shot over , but which we now took with us chiefly for companionship - sake . We did not en- cumber ourselves with a gun , trusting to Mr. Kempferhausen being soon knocked up , and being besides , under the necessity ...
... better never was shot over , but which we now took with us chiefly for companionship - sake . We did not en- cumber ourselves with a gun , trusting to Mr. Kempferhausen being soon knocked up , and being besides , under the necessity ...
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... " the hell of waters " far below ; but a small shrub caught his dress as he was passing , and saved him . The shrub remains - when I saw it , a tree would have been the better name.-M. waters of the Dee murmured not twenty yards off -
... " the hell of waters " far below ; but a small shrub caught his dress as he was passing , and saved him . The shrub remains - when I saw it , a tree would have been the better name.-M. waters of the Dee murmured not twenty yards off -
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... better of his fright ! Unluckily the Shepherd's reel - line was too short , so , to prevent the salmon from running it out , he was under the necessity of following him up close at the heels . At every plunge the fish of the Editor . Dr ...
... better of his fright ! Unluckily the Shepherd's reel - line was too short , so , to prevent the salmon from running it out , he was under the necessity of following him up close at the heels . At every plunge the fish of the Editor . Dr ...
Side 12
... better times , " a brave fish ! de'el tak me ginna he binna twenty pun weight ! " The first thing the shepherd said , on coming to himself , was , " gude save us , I wou'd gie half a croon for a gill o ' whusky ! " The sun , however ...
... better times , " a brave fish ! de'el tak me ginna he binna twenty pun weight ! " The first thing the shepherd said , on coming to himself , was , " gude save us , I wou'd gie half a croon for a gill o ' whusky ! " The sun , however ...
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Side 145 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Side 309 - Parliament and freedom of debate to the uttering language, which, if spoken out of the House, I should answer only with a blow. I care not how high his situation, how low his character, how contemptible his speech; whether a privy counsellor or a parasite, my answer would be a blow. He has charged me with being connected with the rebels: the charge is utterly, totally, and meanly false.
Side 92 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Side 445 - The Virgin Mother of the God-born Child, With her Son in her blessed arms look'd round, Splired by some chance when all beside was spoil'd ; She made the earth below seem holy ground.
Side 139 - Cain instead, on purpose to avoid shocking any feelings on the subject, by falling short of, what all uninspired men must fall short in, viz., giving an adequate notion of the effect of the presence of Jehovah. The old Mysteries introduced him liberally enough, and all this is avoided in the new one.
Side 89 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar ; Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Side xxii - And he spake of trees, from the cedar tree that is in Lebanon even unto the hyssop that springeth out of the wall: he spake also of beasts, and of fowl, and of creeping things, and of fishes.
Side 91 - It is strictly the language of the imagination; and the imagination is that faculty which represents objects, not as they are in themselves, but as- they are moulded by other thoughts and feelings, into an infinite variety of shapes and combinations of |wwer.
Side 85 - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Side 91 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...