New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Том 7Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1823 |
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... seems to have served as a model to the Colombian legislators , who vested the execu- tive functions in a president and vice - president , and conjointly with them , the legislatorial office in a senate and house of representatives ...
... seems to have served as a model to the Colombian legislators , who vested the execu- tive functions in a president and vice - president , and conjointly with them , the legislatorial office in a senate and house of representatives ...
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... seems that Pope Braschi was peculiarly devoted to this apostle , so much so , as to remain on his knees for hours without stirring beneath his bronze statue in the cathedral . The figure of Pius is little more than a copy of that of ...
... seems that Pope Braschi was peculiarly devoted to this apostle , so much so , as to remain on his knees for hours without stirring beneath his bronze statue in the cathedral . The figure of Pius is little more than a copy of that of ...
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... seems to have repressed and intimidated Canova's genius , and he recurred almost wholly to nature , despairing to rival , without servility , the ideal of the Medicean . The Venus of the Pitti is the woman , the mere wo- man , and is ...
... seems to have repressed and intimidated Canova's genius , and he recurred almost wholly to nature , despairing to rival , without servility , the ideal of the Medicean . The Venus of the Pitti is the woman , the mere wo- man , and is ...
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... seems to have attained its golden age in that Augustan æra of our literature - the reign of our renowned Queen Elizabeth , when clergymen punned in the pulpit , judges upon the bench , and criminals in their last dying speeches . Then ...
... seems to have attained its golden age in that Augustan æra of our literature - the reign of our renowned Queen Elizabeth , when clergymen punned in the pulpit , judges upon the bench , and criminals in their last dying speeches . Then ...
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... seems to have repented of his extravagance , by puckering up a part of them . But what means that broad strap under the foot ? Is it to prevent their slipping off over your head ? or are you possessed of the pro- spective policy of Sam ...
... seems to have repented of his extravagance , by puckering up a part of them . But what means that broad strap under the foot ? Is it to prevent their slipping off over your head ? or are you possessed of the pro- spective policy of Sam ...
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Страница 472 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest : So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Страница 243 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Страница 473 - In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long : LXXIV.
Страница 473 - In me. thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west ; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Страница 473 - And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes. Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes; And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Страница 227 - O, welcome, pure-eyed Faith, white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings, And thou unblemished form of Chastity!
Страница 473 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth XXXIV.
Страница 473 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Страница 473 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Страница 472 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...