The English Annual, for ..., Volumen3E. Churton, 1836 Contents of issues for 1836-38 are reprinted from a popular periodical. |
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... sweet airs , that give delight and hurt not . - TEMPEST . THERE is no branch of art which has undergone so rapid and sudden an improvement as the musical drama within the last twenty years . The perfection to which the mechanism of ...
... sweet airs , that give delight and hurt not . - TEMPEST . THERE is no branch of art which has undergone so rapid and sudden an improvement as the musical drama within the last twenty years . The perfection to which the mechanism of ...
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... lemon blossoms ; thou shouldst bear upon thy wings all sweet emotions , all soft desires ; why bringest thou then no healing to the anguish I endure ? " Neither in the dark hour , when thou thinkest D 2 THE POLE . 35.
... lemon blossoms ; thou shouldst bear upon thy wings all sweet emotions , all soft desires ; why bringest thou then no healing to the anguish I endure ? " Neither in the dark hour , when thou thinkest D 2 THE POLE . 35.
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... sweet song- stress , thought the traveller ; and , revolving in his mind the singularity of the serenade , he continued to gaze upon the trees below : there was no rustling amid their branches , no sound which told a human being was con ...
... sweet song- stress , thought the traveller ; and , revolving in his mind the singularity of the serenade , he continued to gaze upon the trees below : there was no rustling amid their branches , no sound which told a human being was con ...
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... sweet sounds . Her countenance and figure would have been beautiful had they have been more fully developed . They resembled those sketches of a great artist in which there are only a few lightly - traced lines , but those so full of ...
... sweet sounds . Her countenance and figure would have been beautiful had they have been more fully developed . They resembled those sketches of a great artist in which there are only a few lightly - traced lines , but those so full of ...
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... sweet even in its impatience , certainly belonged to her fugitive sister . " It is she ! " exclaimed Idalie , gliding swift as thought between the trees , and folding the speaker to her bosom . ❝ Marietta - my dear little Marietta ! at ...
... sweet even in its impatience , certainly belonged to her fugitive sister . " It is she ! " exclaimed Idalie , gliding swift as thought between the trees , and folding the speaker to her bosom . ❝ Marietta - my dear little Marietta ! at ...
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Página 132 - Thou hast thy walks for health as well as sport; Thy mount, to which the Dryads do resort, Where Pan and Bacchus their high feasts have made Beneath the broad beech, and the chestnut shade, That taller tree, which of a nut was set At his great birth, where all the Muses met.
Página 180 - All the traditional accounts of him, the historians of the last age, and its best authors, represent him as the most incorrupt lawyer, and the honestest statesman, as a master orator, a genius of the finest taste, and as a patriot of the noblest and most extensive views ; as a man, who dispensed blessings by his life, and planned them for posterity.
Página 1 - And he changed his behaviour before them, and feigned himself mad in their hands, and scrabbled on the doors of the gate, and let his spittle fall down upon his beard.
Página 135 - Thou blind man's mark, thou fool's self-chosen snare, Fond fancy's scum, and dregs of scattered thought : Band of all evils ; cradle of causeless care ; Thou web of will, whose end is never wrought : Desire ! Desire ! I have too dearly bought, With price of mangled mind, thy worthless ware ; Too long, too long, asleep thou hast me brought, Who should my mind to higher things prepare.
Página 221 - Full oft within the spacious walls, When he had fifty winters o'er him, My grave Lord-Keeper led the brawls ; The seals and maces danced before him. •> His bushy beard, and shoe-strings green, His high-crowned hat, and satin doublet, Moved the stout heart of England's queen, Though Pope and Spaniard could not trouble it.
Página 137 - EPITAPH. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Página 221 - IN Britain's isle, no matter where, An ancient pile of building stands : "The Huntingdons and Hattons there Employed the power of fairy hands To raise the ceiling's fretted height, Each panel in achievements clothing, Rich windows that exclude the light, And passages that lead to nothing.
Página 219 - She that pinches country wenches, If they rub not clean their benches, And with sharper nails remembers When they rake not up their embers: But if so they chance to feast her, In a shoe she drops a tester.
Página 358 - NIGHT-BLOWING FLOWERS. CHILDREN of night ! unfolding meekly, slowly To the sweet breathings of the shadowy hours, When dark-blue heavens look softest and most holy, And glow-worm light is in the forest bowers ; To solemn things and deep, To spirit-haunted sleep, To thoughts, all purified From earth, ye seem allied ; O dedicated flowers! Ye, from the gaze of crowds your beauty veiling, Keep in dim vestal urns the sweetness shrined : Till the mild moon, on high serenely sailing, Looks on you tenderly...