The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed. by Tobias Merton. Vol.1 - new ser., vol.[2. Vol.2 of the new ser. wants all after p.192]., 2. sējumsTobias Merton (pseud) 1824 |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 100.
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... thing that could interest our neighbours the other side of the water so warmly . Its principal character is simplicity , quite different , as we all know , from the usual French taste ; and , therefore , its success is more surprising ...
... thing that could interest our neighbours the other side of the water so warmly . Its principal character is simplicity , quite different , as we all know , from the usual French taste ; and , therefore , its success is more surprising ...
3. lappuse
... thing that could interest our neighbours the other side of the water so warmly . Its principal character is simplicity , quite different , as we all know , from the usual French taste ; and , therefore , its success is more surprising ...
... thing that could interest our neighbours the other side of the water so warmly . Its principal character is simplicity , quite different , as we all know , from the usual French taste ; and , therefore , its success is more surprising ...
5. lappuse
... thing in the volume : " Tom once invited me to dine , And taste some excellent port wine , - He ask'd , and I embraced it . A more exact man I ne'er knew ; His invite literally was true , - He only let me taste it ! " " How is it kings ...
... thing in the volume : " Tom once invited me to dine , And taste some excellent port wine , - He ask'd , and I embraced it . A more exact man I ne'er knew ; His invite literally was true , - He only let me taste it ! " " How is it kings ...
9. lappuse
... thing will be noised about in every alehouse within a day's journey of the mansion . Though his possessions may be vast , and his title to them indisputable , it is very questionable whether they are really at his own command . Not only ...
... thing will be noised about in every alehouse within a day's journey of the mansion . Though his possessions may be vast , and his title to them indisputable , it is very questionable whether they are really at his own command . Not only ...
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... thing more of the GREAT MAN of the party ! POETIC VIGILS . By BERNARD BARTON . Cradock , and Joy . 1824 . Londou . Baldwin , Ir is as great a relief to turn from the glittering tinsel and gaudy dy es of some of our fair countrywomen ...
... thing more of the GREAT MAN of the party ! POETIC VIGILS . By BERNARD BARTON . Cradock , and Joy . 1824 . Londou . Baldwin , Ir is as great a relief to turn from the glittering tinsel and gaudy dy es of some of our fair countrywomen ...
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acquaintance admiration affection Alleyn appeared bag-piper beautiful beheld Bernard Barton bosom Bracebridge Hall bright Brook Cottage called character charms Cockney countenance daughter dear death delight door dream earth endeavoured fair fancy father feelings felt fortune genius gentleman give grave hand happy head heard heart heaven honour hope hour humour imagination Kensington Gardens lady letter light Literary Magnet live look Lord Lord Byron Margate marriage Merton mind misanthropy morning nature never night o'er object observed once Ourika passed passion Petersburgh Petrarch pleasure poem poet poetry poor racter readers Rip Van Winkle round scene seemed sigh silent sleep smile soon sorrow soul spirit sweet tale tears thee thing thou thought tion turn village walked Washington Irving whilst wife William Charlton wonder words write young youth
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229. lappuse - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
229. lappuse - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still.
156. lappuse - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight: Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land— Good Night!
249. lappuse - Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself, as he went up the mountain ; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. Ill the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name ? "God knows...
43. lappuse - She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
250. lappuse - The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened a train of recollections in his mind. "What is your name, my good woman?
31. lappuse - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
89. lappuse - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
247. lappuse - My native country was full of youthful promise ; Europe was rich in the accumulated treasures of age. Her very ruins told the history of times gone by, and every mouldering stone was a chronicle. I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement — to tread, as it were, in the footsteps of antiquity — to loiter about the ruined castle — to meditate on the falling tower — to escape, in short, from the commonplace realities of the present, and lose myself among the shadowy grandeurs...
183. lappuse - A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent ; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage...