The Inspector, Literary Magazine and Review, Volume 2Effingham Wilson, 1827 - English literature |
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... delightful productions . " 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 ...
... delightful productions . " 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 ...
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... delighted me . My feet had scarcely planted themselves within these heavenly precincts , than all fatigue in advancing was at an end . Though my limbs moved as before , it was without exertion ; so that I rather glided than So entitled ...
... delighted me . My feet had scarcely planted themselves within these heavenly precincts , than all fatigue in advancing was at an end . Though my limbs moved as before , it was without exertion ; so that I rather glided than So entitled ...
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... delight , when there fell upon my eye what I judged to be the fairy dwelling of the happy spirit to whom this paradise belonged . It was a palace of incon- ceivable magnificence ! The very materials were an exhaustless mine of wealth ...
... delight , when there fell upon my eye what I judged to be the fairy dwelling of the happy spirit to whom this paradise belonged . It was a palace of incon- ceivable magnificence ! The very materials were an exhaustless mine of wealth ...
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... delight . I could not have believed myself capable of sus- taining so high an excess of enjoyment . When the goblet was drained , I saw by the moderated light which now prevailed , a girl of the most maddening beauty . She had eyes - oh ...
... delight . I could not have believed myself capable of sus- taining so high an excess of enjoyment . When the goblet was drained , I saw by the moderated light which now prevailed , a girl of the most maddening beauty . She had eyes - oh ...
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... delight , when it unites taste in selection with felicity of application . Even licentious specimens of it move to laughter ; for we are always inclined to be diverted with mimicry , or ridiculous imitation , whether the original be an ...
... delight , when it unites taste in selection with felicity of application . Even licentious specimens of it move to laughter ; for we are always inclined to be diverted with mimicry , or ridiculous imitation , whether the original be an ...
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Page 148 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here.
Page 21 - 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.
Page 40 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 128 - Love is indestructible: Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth; Too oft on Earth a troubled guest, At times deceived, at times oppressed, It here is tried and purified, Then hath in Heaven its perfect rest: It soweth here with toil and care; But the harvest-time of Love is there.
Page 477 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 250 - Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Page 128 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came to Heaven returneth...
Page 65 - A pillar of state ; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care ; And princely counsel in his face yet shone Majestic, though in ruin : sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night, Or summer's noontide air...
Page 20 - Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright. Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love had spread To curtain her sleeping world. Yon gentle hills. Robed in a garment of untrodden snow...
Page 20 - How beautiful this night ! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.