Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 36W. Blackwood & Sons, 1834 |
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... arms , with expressive but unintelli- gible gesticulations not a little ap- palling - yet mysterious terror is unquestionably one chief source of the sublime . " A blast a blast ! " and the truth flashed upon us with the explosion ...
... arms , with expressive but unintelli- gible gesticulations not a little ap- palling - yet mysterious terror is unquestionably one chief source of the sublime . " A blast a blast ! " and the truth flashed upon us with the explosion ...
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... arms of a girl , lovelier even than herself , who had been keeping house during the wedding , and arranging the par- lour for a déjeûne at once rich and simple , while she had tastefully gar- landed the lintel and porch with flowers ...
... arms of a girl , lovelier even than herself , who had been keeping house during the wedding , and arranging the par- lour for a déjeûne at once rich and simple , while she had tastefully gar- landed the lintel and porch with flowers ...
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... arms round our neck - and his blear- eyed face adhesive to our cheek -oh ! how unlike that face which half - an hour ago we bent back ours to meet - and from its balmy mouth received a kiss in the dim wood ! What is this ? what is this ...
... arms round our neck - and his blear- eyed face adhesive to our cheek -oh ! how unlike that face which half - an hour ago we bent back ours to meet - and from its balmy mouth received a kiss in the dim wood ! What is this ? what is this ...
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... arms opened to fold it in our embrace . We were in love with Nature , and she with us , and in our intercommunion we became one living soul . B You may call this extravagant and it may be so 1834. ] 17 Christopher on Colonsay . Fytte ...
... arms opened to fold it in our embrace . We were in love with Nature , and she with us , and in our intercommunion we became one living soul . B You may call this extravagant and it may be so 1834. ] 17 Christopher on Colonsay . Fytte ...
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... arms , lifts Mr Sitwell off the saddle , and places him behind Mr North , promising himself to follow . The sun is ... arm , we walk into the mouth of the Red Lion . Then , fa- cing about , we bow to the Fair , who ratifies our victory ...
... arms , lifts Mr Sitwell off the saddle , and places him behind Mr North , promising himself to follow . The sun is ... arm , we walk into the mouth of the Red Lion . Then , fa- cing about , we bow to the Fair , who ratifies our victory ...
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Página 566 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 548 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone.
Página 549 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Página 561 - Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around; Then drawing in her breath aloud, Like one that shuddered, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast: Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dropt to her feet, and full in view, Behold! her bosom and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell!
Página 566 - And all together pray. While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends. And youths and maidens gay...
Página 548 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Página 563 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
Página 563 - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Página 541 - O pure of heart ! thou need'st not ask of me What this strong music in the soul may be ! What, and wherein it doth exist, This light, this glory, this fair luminous mist, This beautiful and beauty-making power.
Página 565 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; "We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. "Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.