MacMillan's Magazine, Bind 2Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris 1860 |
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Side 8
... interest of retrospection itself , we might desire that the objects of our wor- ship were more numerous , and that , to effect this , our historians would resuscitate for us a goodly array of the Dii minorum gentium , to have their turn ...
... interest of retrospection itself , we might desire that the objects of our wor- ship were more numerous , and that , to effect this , our historians would resuscitate for us a goodly array of the Dii minorum gentium , to have their turn ...
Side 10
... interest of man , from the world's be- ginning till now , so solemn as to be safe ? The " Hear , O heaven , and give ear , O earth , business , " " the Hamlet's soliloquy dodge , " " The death of Socrates , martyrdom for truth , and all ...
... interest of man , from the world's be- ginning till now , so solemn as to be safe ? The " Hear , O heaven , and give ear , O earth , business , " " the Hamlet's soliloquy dodge , " " The death of Socrates , martyrdom for truth , and all ...
Side 12
... interests of literature is that it introduces into all departments a contentedness with the proximate - i.e . with the nearest thing that will do . For real power , for really great achievement in any department of intellect , a certain ...
... interests of literature is that it introduces into all departments a contentedness with the proximate - i.e . with the nearest thing that will do . For real power , for really great achievement in any department of intellect , a certain ...
Side 15
... interest which may attach to it . Indeed I should hardly have ventured to draw the still life picture of the school , if I had not been able to add some sketches of the inmates , which can hardly fail to be deemed striking : some ...
... interest which may attach to it . Indeed I should hardly have ventured to draw the still life picture of the school , if I had not been able to add some sketches of the inmates , which can hardly fail to be deemed striking : some ...
Side 19
... interest excited by the race may justify their insertion . It may be well to remind our readers of the names of the oarsmen , and their position in the boat . 1. S. HEATHCOTE , Trinity . 2. H. J. CHAYTOR , Jesus . 3. D. INGLES , Trinity ...
... interest excited by the race may justify their insertion . It may be well to remind our readers of the names of the oarsmen , and their position in the boat . 1. S. HEATHCOTE , Trinity . 2. H. J. CHAYTOR , Jesus . 3. D. INGLES , Trinity ...
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Side 158 - O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Side 47 - I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib : but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider.
Side 342 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Side 342 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Side 47 - Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the Lord.
Side 314 - Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms ! Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, "Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot!
Side 475 - So let all thine enemies perish, 0 LORD : but let them that love him be as the sun when he goeth forth in his might.
Side 342 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Side 337 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Side 188 - Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands ; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her halfpossess'd, She struck such warbling fury thro...