The Border Magazine, Volumen 1John Rennison, 1833 |
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... door did waddle . I drew the latch ; I entered in , But could not hear a whisper ! My halting footsteps made a din As soft as any lisper ! I looked before , I looked around ; I heard my own heart beating ! - I stood within the grave of ...
... door did waddle . I drew the latch ; I entered in , But could not hear a whisper ! My halting footsteps made a din As soft as any lisper ! I looked before , I looked around ; I heard my own heart beating ! - I stood within the grave of ...
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... door with a furious grasp , and endeavoured to wrench it open . His violence and impatience , however , counter- acted his efforts , and the door remained immoveable . Enraged by the failure of his attempts , the fierce irascible bandit ...
... door with a furious grasp , and endeavoured to wrench it open . His violence and impatience , however , counter- acted his efforts , and the door remained immoveable . Enraged by the failure of his attempts , the fierce irascible bandit ...
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... door . Her husband met her on the threshhold . " Where hae ye been , Peter ? " said she eagerly ; " hae ye seen nae- thing o ' him ? " " Naething ! naething ! " replied he " is he no cast up yet ? " And with a melancholy glance , his ...
... door . Her husband met her on the threshhold . " Where hae ye been , Peter ? " said she eagerly ; " hae ye seen nae- thing o ' him ? " " Naething ! naething ! " replied he " is he no cast up yet ? " And with a melancholy glance , his ...
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... door , and was not with- drawn nor the hope of despair relinquished till the individual entered , and with a silent and ominous shake of his head betokened his fruit- less efforts . The clock had struck twelve ; all were returned save ...
... door , and was not with- drawn nor the hope of despair relinquished till the individual entered , and with a silent and ominous shake of his head betokened his fruit- less efforts . The clock had struck twelve ; all were returned save ...
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... door , and enter- ing the room ! He was often absent for a long time , and then his visits were more frequent . Years ran on in this way , and in my mind that ghastly image was as vivid as ever . But I could not summon courage to ask my ...
... door , and enter- ing the room ! He was often absent for a long time , and then his visits were more frequent . Years ran on in this way , and in my mind that ghastly image was as vivid as ever . But I could not summon courage to ask my ...
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Página 299 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Página 50 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Página 51 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores, I change, but I cannot die.
Página 52 - Rather admire; or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb...
Página 159 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 52 - To ask or search I blame thee not ; for Heaven Is as the Book of God before thee set, Wherein to read his wondrous works...
Página 299 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.
Página 62 - To make a government requires no great prudence. Settle the seat of power, teach obedience, and the work is done. To give freedom is still more easy. It is not necessary to guide ; it only requires to let go the rein. But to form a free government, that is, to temper together these opposite elements of liberty and restraint in one consistent work, requires much thought, deep reflection, a sagacious, powerful, and combining mind.
Página 50 - Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm Like to the fabled...
Página 299 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.