Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Tom 44 |
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Strona 3
For scarce an impulse in it grew She marked the mild gray head serene , But
Mary first had seen it rise . Or happy look of youthful glow , Part II . 1 . Or shadow
of its own green leaves Years flowed away and never brought Upon the crimson
...
For scarce an impulse in it grew She marked the mild gray head serene , But
Mary first had seen it rise . Or happy look of youthful glow , Part II . 1 . Or shadow
of its own green leaves Years flowed away and never brought Upon the crimson
...
Strona 9
... arms around his neck she threw , But when they reached the burial- Against his
cheek her head she laid , ground , And he could feel the sigh she drew , They
turned and looked o'er hill and Could feel the passion of the maid . plain ; 30 .
... arms around his neck she threw , But when they reached the burial- Against his
cheek her head she laid , ground , And he could feel the sigh she drew , They
turned and looked o'er hill and Could feel the passion of the maid . plain ; 30 .
Strona 11
... lesson spake , “ And ever I have seen that they In words that painfully began ,
Wholeast had cause to fear the morrow , While slow his pondering seemed to
Have cheeriest walked the open way , wake :Nor hung their heads in sorrow . 29
.
... lesson spake , “ And ever I have seen that they In words that painfully began ,
Wholeast had cause to fear the morrow , While slow his pondering seemed to
Have cheeriest walked the open way , wake :Nor hung their heads in sorrow . 29
.
Strona 19
Fair growth goes on , and grasses wave , His work was done , and brightly sank
And coloured Mies their reyels hold . The day's last light upon his head ; 33 . ing
still . The flowers that kindred beauty 1838. ] The Sexton's Daughter . 19.
Fair growth goes on , and grasses wave , His work was done , and brightly sank
And coloured Mies their reyels hold . The day's last light upon his head ; 33 . ing
still . The flowers that kindred beauty 1838. ] The Sexton's Daughter . 19.
Strona 30
Mr Elion does not forget place of the more distinct ictus of the the bodiless head
floating down the Greek and Latin prosody . When Hebrus , and the “ frigida
lingua , " still rhyme terminates a sentiment or an crying “ Ah , miseram Eurydicen
!
Mr Elion does not forget place of the more distinct ictus of the the bodiless head
floating down the Greek and Latin prosody . When Hebrus , and the “ frigida
lingua , " still rhyme terminates a sentiment or an crying “ Ah , miseram Eurydicen
!
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