The New Monthly Magazine, כרך 1

כריכה קדמית
E. Littell, 1833
 

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קטעים בולטים

עמוד 246 - For dignity composed and high exploit: But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels...
עמוד 261 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
עמוד 381 - And the fear of you and the dread of you shall be upon every beast of the earth, and upon every fowl of the air, upon all that moveth upon the earth, and upon all the fishes of the sea ; into your hand are they delivered.
עמוד 31 - But al be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre...
עמוד 44 - Toll ye the church-bell sad and slow, And tread softly, and speak low, For the Old Year lies a-dying. Old Year, you must not die ; You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old Year, you shall not die.
עמוד 17 - The earth is a point not only in respect of the heavens above us, but of that heavenly and celestial part within us. That mass of flesh that circumscribes me, limits not my mind. That surface that tells the heavens it hath an end, cannot persuade me I have any.
עמוד 45 - em away. Old year, you must not go ; So long as you have been with us, Such joy as you have seen with us, Old year, you shall not go.
עמוד 398 - Tis left to fly or fall alone. With wounded wing, or bleeding breast, Ah ! where shall either victim rest ? Can this with faded pinion soar From rose to tulip as before? Or Beauty, blighted in an hour, Find joy within her broken bower...
עמוד 415 - Within the sun-lit forest, Our roof the bright blue sky, Where fountains flow, and wild flowers blow, We lift our hearts on high : Beneath the frown of wicked men Our country's strength is bowing ; But, thanks to God, they can't prevent The lone wild flowers from blowing ! High, high above the tree-tops The lark is soaring free...
עמוד 133 - Philosophy, wisdom, and liberty, support each other ; he who will not reason, is a bigot ; he who cannot, is a fool ; and he who dares not, is a slave.

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