The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., Volumen3Tobias Merton (pseud) 1825 |
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... of British ground , but be received on the continent , and lay the corner - stone to Fame , and to a great fortune , which is the sincere wish of A BROTHER MASON . By the Author of the " HERMIT IN LONDON , LITERARY MAGNET . 5.
... of British ground , but be received on the continent , and lay the corner - stone to Fame , and to a great fortune , which is the sincere wish of A BROTHER MASON . By the Author of the " HERMIT IN LONDON , LITERARY MAGNET . 5.
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... wish to bring down a rival to the faulty standard of self ( considering at the same time that their own imperfections are disguised ) , and an ambitious desire to appear witty , clever , a judge of all things , and a judge self ...
... wish to bring down a rival to the faulty standard of self ( considering at the same time that their own imperfections are disguised ) , and an ambitious desire to appear witty , clever , a judge of all things , and a judge self ...
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... wish he was where Jonas was , if the Bible tell true ( a slan- derer and an unbeliever at the same time ) , and for as long a time : he and his infernal companion , the brazen - faced General , picked me as clean as an oyster at ecartè ...
... wish he was where Jonas was , if the Bible tell true ( a slan- derer and an unbeliever at the same time ) , and for as long a time : he and his infernal companion , the brazen - faced General , picked me as clean as an oyster at ecartè ...
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... wish he was in town , I have not had a sound sleep since last I heard him preach ( loud applause ) : poor old thing , the duke of B- has turned his head since he made a magistrate of him , he's a regular noddy : noddy in the pulpit and ...
... wish he was in town , I have not had a sound sleep since last I heard him preach ( loud applause ) : poor old thing , the duke of B- has turned his head since he made a magistrate of him , he's a regular noddy : noddy in the pulpit and ...
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... wish for his alliance . " And thus hopelessly , " added the lady , am I situated . Hippolyte ( the name of her betrothed husband ) is an outcast , and I am , too , shut out from his society . Generous Englishman , " she continued ...
... wish for his alliance . " And thus hopelessly , " added the lady , am I situated . Hippolyte ( the name of her betrothed husband ) is an outcast , and I am , too , shut out from his society . Generous Englishman , " she continued ...
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Página 68 - To a poet nothing can be useless. Whatever is beautiful, and whatever is dreadful, must be familiar to his imagination : he must be conversant with all that is awfully vast or elegantly little.
Página 67 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With shining ringlets the smooth iv'ry neck.
Página 67 - Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; "The game is done! I've won! I've won!
Página 68 - He must write as the interpreter of nature, and the legislator of mankind, and consider himself as presiding over the thoughts and manners of future generations ; as a being superior to time and place.
Página 153 - Spirit of Nature ! here — In this interminable wilderness Of worlds, at whose immensity Even soaring fancy staggers, Here is thy fitting temple ! Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee ; Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and fattens on the dead, Less shares thy eternal breath ! Spirit of Nature ! thou, Imperishable as this scene — Here is thy fitting temple...
Página 183 - They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws...
Página 68 - The plants of the garden, the animals of the wood, the minerals of the earth, and meteors of the sky, must all concur to store his mind with inexhaustible variety : for every idea is useful for the enforcement or decoration of moral or religious truth ; and he who knows most, will have most power of diversifying his scenes, and of gratifying his reader with remote allusions and unexpected instruction. All the appearances of nature I was therefore careful to study, and every country which I have surveyed...
Página 155 - WHEN first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise hung, I did not dare to doubt thee. I saw thee change, yet still relied, Still clung with hope the fonder, And thought, though false to all beside, From me thou couldst not wander. , But go, deceiver ! go, — The heart, whose hopes could make it Trust one so false, so low, Deserves that thou shouldst break it.
Página 99 - To whom belongs this Valley fair, That sleeps beneath the filmy air, Even like a living Thing ? Silent — as Infant at the breast — Save a still sound that speaks of rest, That streamlet's murmuring.
Página 63 - The merchant ships, as well as the menof-war, consisting, at that time, of the Esmeralda, a large 40 gun frigate, and two sloops of war, were moored under the guns of the castle within a semicircle of fourteen gunboats, and a boom made of spars chained together.