Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 6Macmillan and Company, 1862 |
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Page 46 - O early ripe ! to thy abundant store What could advancing age have added more : It might (what nature never gives the young) Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But satire needs not those, and wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line, A noble error, and but seldom made, When poets are by too much force betrayed.
Page 80 - Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of eternity.
Page 323 - Chastised each rebel self-encentered thought, My will adoreth Thine. With eye down-dropt, if then this earthly mind Speechless remain, or speechless e'en depart ; Nor seek to see — for what of earthly kind Can see Thee as Thou art ? — If well-assured 'tis but profanely bold In thought's abstractest forms to seem to see, It dare not dare the dread communion hold In ways unworthy Thee, O not unowned, thou shalt unnamed forgive, In worldly walks the prayerless heart prepare ; And if in work its...
Page 83 - OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is, For gift or grace, surpassing this, — • "He giveth his beloved sleep...
Page 82 - And virgins, as unknown he passed, have pined And wasted for fond love of his wild eyes. The fire of those soft orbs has ceased to burn, And Silence, too enamoured of that voice, Locks its mute music in her rugged cell.
Page 363 - WHEN all the world is young-, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away : Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.
Page 298 - Why do they prate of the blessings of Peace? we have made them a curse, Pickpockets, each hand lusting for all that is not its own; And lust of gain, in the spirit of Cain, is it better or worse Than the heart of the citizen hissing in war on his own hearthstone?
Page 87 - Up she passed through the wards, and stood at a young man's bed : Bloody the band on his brow, and livid the droop of his head. "Art thou a Lombard, my brother? Happy art thou," she cried, And smiled like Italy on him: he dreamed in her face and died.
Page 433 - Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ; The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath elsewhere had its setting, And cometh from afar : Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory, do we come From God, who is our home.
Page 82 - Aught thine own, — oh, rather say, Though thy sins and slaveries foul Overcloud a sunlike soul ! As the ghost of Homer clings Round Scamander's wasting springs ; As divinest Shakspeare's might Fills Avon and the world with light, Like omniscient power, which he Imaged 'mid mortality...