The New Monthly Magazine and HumoristHenry Colburn, 1846 - English literature |
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... mother silently will from me turn , Nor more in joy my maiden beauty prize , But o'er that fallen beauty bend and mourn . Like living ashes in a living urn , She'll be the proof of Innocence now dead : She is my mother , and she cannot ...
... mother silently will from me turn , Nor more in joy my maiden beauty prize , But o'er that fallen beauty bend and mourn . Like living ashes in a living urn , She'll be the proof of Innocence now dead : She is my mother , and she cannot ...
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... mother from whose breast It suck'd its life ; and , in its own sweet time , Snatch'd now a meal , and now a calm mild rest . It ne'er reproach'd me with its evil birth , Nor shamed to own its mother , scorn'd and poor ; Had straw been ...
... mother from whose breast It suck'd its life ; and , in its own sweet time , Snatch'd now a meal , and now a calm mild rest . It ne'er reproach'd me with its evil birth , Nor shamed to own its mother , scorn'd and poor ; Had straw been ...
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... mother's cries assuage , For though I'd kill'd it , still my heart was there . They took me to a dungeon , where I learn'd Though guilty now , I was denied not bread : While , in my helpless innocence they turn'd Their hearts away , and ...
... mother's cries assuage , For though I'd kill'd it , still my heart was there . They took me to a dungeon , where I learn'd Though guilty now , I was denied not bread : While , in my helpless innocence they turn'd Their hearts away , and ...
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... mother shall never want a meal when I can work for it . I'd find her one any how , if I had to go without myself . Besides , you know , I am rich now , and I'll take care to keep all straight , so as not to get poor again . There could ...
... mother shall never want a meal when I can work for it . I'd find her one any how , if I had to go without myself . Besides , you know , I am rich now , and I'll take care to keep all straight , so as not to get poor again . There could ...
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... mother came with her , and then her lover , who was to be married to her when she got well . But at six months ' end she died there she lies , close on your left - and her lover , wasn't he ter- rible downcast ? and he said to me when ...
... mother came with her , and then her lover , who was to be married to her when she got well . But at six months ' end she died there she lies , close on your left - and her lover , wasn't he ter- rible downcast ? and he said to me when ...
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Page 40 - To the broad column which rolls on, and shows More like the fountain of an infant sea Torn from the womb of mountains by the throes Of a new world, than only thus to be Parent of rivers, which flow gushingly, With many windings, through the vale :— Look back! Lo ! where it comes like an eternity, As if to sweep down all things in its track, Charming the eye with dread, — a matchless cataract...
Page 134 - Train up a child in the way he should go, and he will not depart from it...
Page 56 - His eye kindles at the sight, and balancing himself with half-opened wings, on the branch, he watches the result. Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven, descends the distant object of his attention, the roar of its wings reaching the ear as it disappears in the deep, making the surge foam around.
Page 40 - Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge, From side to side, beneath the glittering morn, An Iris sits, amidst the infernal surge, Like Hope upon a death.bed, and, unworn Its steady dyes, while all around is torn By the distracted waters, bears serene Its brilliant hues with all their beams unshorn : Resembling, 'mid the torture of the scene, Love watching Madness with unalterable mien.
Page 163 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping: His delights Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above The element they liv'd in: In his livery Walk'd crowns, and crownets; realms and islands were As plates dropp'd from his pocket.
Page 56 - The unencumbered Eagle rapidly advances, and is just on the point of reaching his opponent, when, with a sudden scream, probably of despair and honest execration, the latter drops his fish : the Eagle, poising himself for a moment, as if to take a more certain aim, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it in his grasp ere it reaches the water, and bears his ill-gotten booty silently away to the woods.
Page 56 - ... but man ; and, from the ethereal heights to which he soars, looking abroad, at one glance, on an immeasurable expanse of forests, fields, lakes, and ocean, deep below him, he appears indifferent to the...
Page 56 - Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven, descends the distant object of his attention, the roar of its wings reaching the ear, as it disappears in the deep, making the surges foam around ! At this moment the eager looks of the eagle are all...
Page 498 - CHURCH IN THE CATACOMBS : A Description of the Primitive Church of Rome. Illustrated by its Sepulchral Remains. By CHARLES MAITLAND.
Page 56 - ... glance, on an immeasurable expanse of forests, fields, lakes, and ocean, deep below him, he appears indifferent to the little localities of change of seasons ; as in a few minutes he can pass from summer to winter, from the lower to the higher regions of the atmosphere, the abode of eternal cold, and from thence descend at will to the torrid or the arctic regions of the earth.