Bolster's Quarterly Magazine. ..., Volumen1John Bolster, Patrick-street, Cork. R. Milliken, Dublin. And Longman, London., 1828 |
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... light veil and wreaths of braided rose , Shading her bosom's matchless ivory , And fell upon the lyre , like hyacinths Twin'd fancifully around ; a pensive shade Was on the brightness of her deep blue eyes , When the sweet tenderness of ...
... light veil and wreaths of braided rose , Shading her bosom's matchless ivory , And fell upon the lyre , like hyacinths Twin'd fancifully around ; a pensive shade Was on the brightness of her deep blue eyes , When the sweet tenderness of ...
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... light coat of calcarious sand instead of manure , ( practices which prevail in many parts of the province of Munster ) however they may afford a good crop of potatoes , and even a tolerable produce of wheat , on the following year , yet ...
... light coat of calcarious sand instead of manure , ( practices which prevail in many parts of the province of Munster ) however they may afford a good crop of potatoes , and even a tolerable produce of wheat , on the following year , yet ...
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... light Immortal in their beauty , as it were , And I have hail'd their coming from afar , As the sad watches of the night hails morning , And turns him from the darkness which hath passed Unto the coming light , and when we met , We took ...
... light Immortal in their beauty , as it were , And I have hail'd their coming from afar , As the sad watches of the night hails morning , And turns him from the darkness which hath passed Unto the coming light , and when we met , We took ...
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... light and delicate before , Seemed melting into very air , it grew So phantom - like and shadowy , as she stood In wan and aerial lovelines before me , I almost fear'd to close my watchful eyes Lest she might vanish wholly -- It is ...
... light and delicate before , Seemed melting into very air , it grew So phantom - like and shadowy , as she stood In wan and aerial lovelines before me , I almost fear'd to close my watchful eyes Lest she might vanish wholly -- It is ...
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... light Play'd round every subject , and shone as it play'd , Whose wit in the combat , as gentle as bright , Never carried a heart - stain away on its blade . D In France , she would have been the centre of ( 17 ) Amy Grey -Letter to the ...
... light Play'd round every subject , and shone as it play'd , Whose wit in the combat , as gentle as bright , Never carried a heart - stain away on its blade . D In France , she would have been the centre of ( 17 ) Amy Grey -Letter to the ...
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Página 125 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Página 126 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art...
Página 125 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick. Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance...
Página 85 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Página 115 - A quibble, poor and barren as it is, gave him such delight, that he was content to purchase it by the sacrifice of reason, propriety, and truth. A quibble was to him the fatal Cleopatra for which he lost the world, and was content to lose it.
Página 114 - In tragedy his performance seems constantly to be worse as his labour is more. The effusions of passion which exigence forces out are for the most part striking and energetic, but whenever he solicits his invention or strains his faculties, the offspring of his throes is tumour, meanness, tediousness, and obscurity...
Página 121 - This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather.
Página 123 - ... makes no just distribution of good or evil, nor is always careful to show in the virtuous a disapprobation of the wicked; he carries his persons indifferently through right and wrong and at the close dismisses them without further care and leaves their examples to operate by chance.
Página 118 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Página 125 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...