The Illustrated Magazine, Bind 23–24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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Side 6
... Death® ( merciful Death ) do them part . What joy and merry- making in the halls of that demon who pre- sides over unequal marriages , as he beholds the sacrificial victim all tricked out with silk and jewels - the price of the ...
... Death® ( merciful Death ) do them part . What joy and merry- making in the halls of that demon who pre- sides over unequal marriages , as he beholds the sacrificial victim all tricked out with silk and jewels - the price of the ...
Side 7
... Death , had committed suicide , but he had previously received a letter from him , beseeching him to redress this foul wrong , and do justice to the injured woman , whose life he had thus cruelly blighted . And now the burden rang in ...
... Death , had committed suicide , but he had previously received a letter from him , beseeching him to redress this foul wrong , and do justice to the injured woman , whose life he had thus cruelly blighted . And now the burden rang in ...
Side 10
... death . " In a man the passion for revenge not been for him , she might at that moment sometimes dies out ; he has not the intensity of have been reduced to beg her bread in the cold purpose which a woman possesses : she never streets ...
... death . " In a man the passion for revenge not been for him , she might at that moment sometimes dies out ; he has not the intensity of have been reduced to beg her bread in the cold purpose which a woman possesses : she never streets ...
Side 14
... death in that calm peal , Which haply may my pardon seal ; While rest in my heart's core I feel , Dear Sabbath Bells . " Come , wearied , rest ; " ye seem to chime ; " " Forget for aye your sin and crime ; Repent ye , while there yet is ...
... death in that calm peal , Which haply may my pardon seal ; While rest in my heart's core I feel , Dear Sabbath Bells . " Come , wearied , rest ; " ye seem to chime ; " " Forget for aye your sin and crime ; Repent ye , while there yet is ...
Side 17
... death , let us turn and study the life . There is much more to be seen in winter than most of us have ever noticed . Though the pond beneath our feet keeps its stores of life chiefly below its level platform , yet the scattered tracks ...
... death , let us turn and study the life . There is much more to be seen in winter than most of us have ever noticed . Though the pond beneath our feet keeps its stores of life chiefly below its level platform , yet the scattered tracks ...
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Side 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Side 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Side 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Side 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Side 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Side 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Side 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Side 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Side 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.