Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 58W. Blackwood & Sons, 1845 - Scotland |
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Page 38
... night , Like a madman I gaze on the raven - black shawl ; Remorse , fear , and anguish - this heart knows them all ! The pretty lines which we are now about to offer , are rather remarkable as being written in the manner of the ancient ...
... night , Like a madman I gaze on the raven - black shawl ; Remorse , fear , and anguish - this heart knows them all ! The pretty lines which we are now about to offer , are rather remarkable as being written in the manner of the ancient ...
Page 50
... nights passed in the misery of cold , and hunger preying upon him both night and day , in a degree which very many would not have survived , he , when retracing his schoolboy an- nals , could have shown indecision even , far more ...
... nights passed in the misery of cold , and hunger preying upon him both night and day , in a degree which very many would not have survived , he , when retracing his schoolboy an- nals , could have shown indecision even , far more ...
Page 53
... night have been a supporting friend to our young suf- ferer , and that is her dear loving twin- sister , that for eighteen years read and wrote , thought and sang , slept and breathed , with the dividing - door open for ever between ...
... night have been a supporting friend to our young suf- ferer , and that is her dear loving twin- sister , that for eighteen years read and wrote , thought and sang , slept and breathed , with the dividing - door open for ever between ...
Page 54
... study , the writer would command how sweet a bed - room , per- mitting him to lie the summer through , gazing all night long at the burning host of heaven . How silent that would be at 54 [ July , Suspiria de Profundis .
... study , the writer would command how sweet a bed - room , per- mitting him to lie the summer through , gazing all night long at the burning host of heaven . How silent that would be at 54 [ July , Suspiria de Profundis .
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... night time , to avoid all public ceremony and for- mality . A crowd of artillerymen now lined the walls of Waxholm to give the usual salute , and we could hear the booming of the guns long after we were out of sight of ship and fort ...
... night time , to avoid all public ceremony and for- mality . A crowd of artillerymen now lined the walls of Waxholm to give the usual salute , and we could hear the booming of the guns long after we were out of sight of ship and fort ...
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Page 366 - But of King David's foes, be this the doom, May all be like the young man Absalom ; And, for my foes, may this their blessing be, To talk like Doeg, and to write like thee...
Page 248 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense ! See Mystery to Mathematics fly ! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die.
Page 580 - When I proceed to write down my ideas, I take out of the bag of my memory, if I may use that phrase, what has previously been collected into it in the way I have mentioned. For this reason the committing to paper is done quickly enough, for everything is, as I said before, already finished; and it rarely differs on paper from what it was in my imagination.
Page 239 - To where Fleet-ditch with disemboguing streams Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames, The King of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
Page 27 - It was by this engaging, graceful manner that he was enabled during all his war to connect the various and jarring powers of the Grand Alliance, and to carry them on to the main object of the war, notwithstanding their private and separate views, jealousies, and wrongheadednesses. Whatever Court he went to (and he was often obliged to go himself to some resty and refractory ones), he as constantly prevailed, and brought them into his measures.
Page 231 - My son, advance Still in new impudence, new ignorance. Success let others teach, learn thou from me Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry. Let virtuosos in five years be writ; Yet not one thought accuse thy toil of wit.
Page 248 - In vain, in vain — the all-composing hour Resistless falls : the muse obeys the pow'r. She comes ! she comes ! the sable throne behold Of Night primaeval and of Chaos old! Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th...
Page 249 - Sense ! See Mystery to Mathematics fly ! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine ; Nor human Spark is left, nor Glimpse divine ! Lo! thy dread Empire, Chaos! is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch ! lets the curtain fall. And universal Darkness buries All.
Page 252 - For thee we dim the eyes, and stuff the head With all such reading as was never read : For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it, And write. about it, goddess, and about it : So spins the silk-worm small its slender store, And labours till it clouds itself all o'er.
Page 364 - Doeg, though without knowing how or why, Made still a blundering kind of melody ; Spurred boldly on, and dashed through thick and thin. Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in...