The New Monthly Magazine, כרך 3E. Littell, 1822 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 62
עמוד 574
... Mountain Scenery South American Patriot's Song All Hallow Eve in Ireland Lines written on the Field of Crecy , 1820 On Arabic and Persian Literature Sonnet - Angelo di Costanzo • PAGE . 82 88 90 96 97 102 113. 321 121 126 · 140 141 144 ...
... Mountain Scenery South American Patriot's Song All Hallow Eve in Ireland Lines written on the Field of Crecy , 1820 On Arabic and Persian Literature Sonnet - Angelo di Costanzo • PAGE . 82 88 90 96 97 102 113. 321 121 126 · 140 141 144 ...
עמוד 578
... Mountain , 290— the Spirit in the Bottle , 292 - Aschen- puttel , 293 - coincidences in songs of Germany and England , 296 . Going a journey , on , 73 . Goldoni , remarks on , 234 . Green - room of the French theatre , on the , 309 - Le ...
... Mountain , 290— the Spirit in the Bottle , 292 - Aschen- puttel , 293 - coincidences in songs of Germany and England , 296 . Going a journey , on , 73 . Goldoni , remarks on , 234 . Green - room of the French theatre , on the , 309 - Le ...
עמוד 579
... mountain , 247 . Selections from ancient Spanish poetry , 407 . Septuagenary , portrait of , by himself , 209 , 301 , 423 . Shakspeare's Bertram , remarks on the character of , 481 - Garrick's delivery of a passage in , 551 . Sickness ...
... mountain , 247 . Selections from ancient Spanish poetry , 407 . Septuagenary , portrait of , by himself , 209 , 301 , 423 . Shakspeare's Bertram , remarks on the character of , 481 - Garrick's delivery of a passage in , 551 . Sickness ...
עמוד 21
... mountains , DEARES , 29UM ISs we were on mer man he drive from na tet sain of pas- ammer of the Jura rises mus branch a pass ave been formerly de clf on wer be road . Osean , and died astie , and ad- wires . Sucing but a De Teresa dir a ...
... mountains , DEARES , 29UM ISs we were on mer man he drive from na tet sain of pas- ammer of the Jura rises mus branch a pass ave been formerly de clf on wer be road . Osean , and died astie , and ad- wires . Sucing but a De Teresa dir a ...
עמוד 22
... mountains . We had now fairly turned our backs on the tame mediocrity of French landscape , and though the post ... mountain , forest , orchards , valleys , lakes , alps , and snows . The Lake of Geneva was obscured by the mists of ...
... mountains . We had now fairly turned our backs on the tame mediocrity of French landscape , and though the post ... mountain , forest , orchards , valleys , lakes , alps , and snows . The Lake of Geneva was obscured by the mists of ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
admiration ancient appears Ariosto beauty called Catiline character church death delight Dublin effect Elgin Marbles England English epic poetry eyes fair fancy favour feel feet flowers French garden gaze genius give glacier Greek Guy's Cliff hand happy head heart Heaven Hesiod honour hope hour human imagination King lady letter light live London look Lord lover Martyr of Antioch Megabyzus mind Mont Blanc moral morning mountain nature never night o'er object observed once Parthenon passed passion Père La Chaise perhaps Petrarch Plato play pleasure poem poet poetical poetry possess present racter reader round Sallanche scene seems smile song SONNET soul spirit sweet taste Terpander thee thing thou thought tion town Vaud Velant verses Voltaire whole young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 415 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
עמוד 491 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
עמוד 238 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
עמוד 236 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
עמוד 237 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
עמוד 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
עמוד 236 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
עמוד 220 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
עמוד 491 - This dish of meat is too good for any but Anglers, or very honest men ; and I trust, you will prove both, and therefore I have trusted you with this secret.
עמוד 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.