Hamilton Literary Magazine, Volumen 16

Portada
Courier Press, 1882

Dentro del libro

Páginas seleccionadas

Índice

Otras ediciones - Ver todo

Términos y frases comunes

Pasajes populares

Página 203 - For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it: and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.
Página 130 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Página 88 - Drunk ? and speak parrot ? and squabble ? swagger ? swear ? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow? — 0 thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil ! lago.
Página 299 - He fought his doubts and gathered strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own...
Página 131 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 85 - O madness, to think use of strongest wines, And strongest drinks, our chief support of health, When God with these forbidden made choice to rear His mighty champion, strong above compare, Whose drink was only from the liquid brook ! Sams.
Página 124 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Página 131 - Had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, He would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Página 10 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Página 12 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...

Información bibliográfica