Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Tom 22William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone W. Tait, 1855 |
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... night after night , and he called us Beautiful . " Said the Sea- " I saw him watch me enrap- tured when I curled my green waves into foam , and I murmured in his ear , as he walked the beach , things that he would almost have died to re ...
... night after night , and he called us Beautiful . " Said the Sea- " I saw him watch me enrap- tured when I curled my green waves into foam , and I murmured in his ear , as he walked the beach , things that he would almost have died to re ...
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... night - mare , and which I took for a moan , or a groan . I remem- bered that I had forgotten to look into a cupboard in a corner and under the bed ; but I was now seized with a superstitious fit , and couldn't get my head far above the ...
... night - mare , and which I took for a moan , or a groan . I remem- bered that I had forgotten to look into a cupboard in a corner and under the bed ; but I was now seized with a superstitious fit , and couldn't get my head far above the ...
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... night , creep into little holes which they have grubbed in the sand , sleeping until the light returns ; and even they , though accustomed to the route , are al- ways glad to reach the confines of the waste . Kahl once , when traversing ...
... night , creep into little holes which they have grubbed in the sand , sleeping until the light returns ; and even they , though accustomed to the route , are al- ways glad to reach the confines of the waste . Kahl once , when traversing ...
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... night ! " he exclaimed , and then darted off towards the river . The Pandurs were soon mounted , and in pursuit of the redoubtable " poor fellow , " who , without a moment's hesi- tation , dashed into the stream , and made for the ...
... night ! " he exclaimed , and then darted off towards the river . The Pandurs were soon mounted , and in pursuit of the redoubtable " poor fellow , " who , without a moment's hesi- tation , dashed into the stream , and made for the ...
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... night was senescent , And star - dials pointed to morn , And star - dials pointed to morn , At the end of our path , a liquescent And nebulous lustre was born . " " is We cry with good Sir Hugh , " Why , te tevil and his tam ! This is ...
... night was senescent , And star - dials pointed to morn , And star - dials pointed to morn , At the end of our path , a liquescent And nebulous lustre was born . " " is We cry with good Sir Hugh , " Why , te tevil and his tam ! This is ...
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Strona 38 - Be true! Be true! Be true! Show freely to the world, if not your worst, yet some trait whereby the worst may be inferred!
Strona 288 - I can never forget the inexpressible luxury and profaneness, gaming, and all dissoluteness, and as it were total forgetfulness of God, (it being Sunday evening,) which this day se'nnight I was witness of, the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland...
Strona 36 - gone before," with Hope, that flew beside, Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride— For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes— The life still there, upon her hair— the death upon her eyes.
Strona 103 - On open wold and hill-top bleak It had gathered all the cold, And whirled it like sleet on the wanderer's cheek ; It carried -a shiver everywhere From the unleafed boughs and pastures bare ; The little brook heard it and built a roof 'Neath which he could house him, winter-proof ; All night by the white stars...
Strona 103 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze ; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew ; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Strona 332 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence ; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
Strona 61 - And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well — but 'tis not true!
Strona 61 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course ; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go.
Strona 61 - And there arrives a lull in the hot race Wherein he doth for ever chase That flying and elusive shadow, rest. An air of coolness plays upon his face, And an unwonted calm pervades his breast And then he thinks he knows The hills where his life rose, And the sea where it goes.
Strona 37 - By another impulse, she took off the formal cap that confined her hair ; and down it fell upon her shoulders, dark and rich, with at once a shadow and a light in its abundance, and imparting the charm of softness to her features. There played around her mouth, and beamed out of her eyes, a radiant and tender smile, that seemed gushing from the very heart of womanhood.