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... Moktader , a tale , from the French of Florian 75 , 122 , 200 , Morning , the , from the German . Morris , Valentine , account of Mouse and the snail , the , from the German 2 242 , 325 212 . -213 168 Natural Phenomena , 10 , 70 , 128 ...
... Moktader , a tale , from the French of Florian 75 , 122 , 200 , Morning , the , from the German . Morris , Valentine , account of Mouse and the snail , the , from the German 2 242 , 325 212 . -213 168 Natural Phenomena , 10 , 70 , 128 ...
Pagina 74
... native country some years , and have not received an account of the analysis from Sir Joseph Banks , or from Sir Humphrey Davý , to whom he said he would present it . MOKTADER ; OR , THE WEAVER AND THE VIZIER . 74 THE POCKET MAGAZINE . '
... native country some years , and have not received an account of the analysis from Sir Joseph Banks , or from Sir Humphrey Davý , to whom he said he would present it . MOKTADER ; OR , THE WEAVER AND THE VIZIER . 74 THE POCKET MAGAZINE . '
Pagina 75
MOKTADER ; OR , THE WEAVER AND THE VIZIER . An Oriental Tale . FROM THE FRENCH OF M. DE FLORIAN . AFTER mature deliberation , and after having deep- ly meditated as to the kind of writing which is most suitable to mankind , I am almost ...
MOKTADER ; OR , THE WEAVER AND THE VIZIER . An Oriental Tale . FROM THE FRENCH OF M. DE FLORIAN . AFTER mature deliberation , and after having deep- ly meditated as to the kind of writing which is most suitable to mankind , I am almost ...
Pagina 76
... Moktader . He was well made , sprightly , and amiable , and gained a comfortable livelihood by weaving beauti- ful cotton shawls . He had been married a few years to a woman of whom he had been very fond ; and it entirely depended on ...
... Moktader . He was well made , sprightly , and amiable , and gained a comfortable livelihood by weaving beauti- ful cotton shawls . He had been married a few years to a woman of whom he had been very fond ; and it entirely depended on ...
Pagina 77
... Moktader a little diminutive , wrinkled old woman , dressed in a red dress , leaning on a black wand , and putting aside with her withered hand a few white hairs which straggled over her eyes ; those eyes were so inflamed with anger ...
... Moktader a little diminutive , wrinkled old woman , dressed in a red dress , leaning on a black wand , and putting aside with her withered hand a few white hairs which straggled over her eyes ; those eyes were so inflamed with anger ...
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Pagina 174 - He is made one with Nature. There is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird. He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone ; Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own, Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Pagina 223 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Pagina 174 - His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there, All new successions to the forms they wear; Torturing th' unwilling dross that checks its flight To its own likeness, as each mass may bear; And bursting in its beauty and its might From trees and beasts and men into the Heaven's light.
Pagina 350 - Are Erin's sons so good or so cold, As not to be tempted by woman or gold ? " " Sir Knight ! I feel not the least alarm, No son of Erin will offer me harm : — For though they love woman and golden store, Sir Knight ! they love honor and virtue more...
Pagina 50 - Oh the Shamrock, the green, immortal Shamrock ! Chosen leaf Of Bard and Chief, Old Erin's native Shamrock...
Pagina 170 - Oh ! still remember me. Then, should music, stealing All the soul of feeling, To thy heart appealing, Draw one tear from thee ; Then let...
Pagina 24 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Pagina 165 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops: I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Pagina 390 - Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria's gondolier, By distance mellow'd, o'er the waters sweep ; Tis sweet to see the evening star appear ; 'Tis sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
Pagina 91 - Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot, Arose; and Lucan, by his death approved: Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reproved.