Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volume 1Charles Knight Knight., 1823 |
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... palace . Cæsar struck it . It was instantly opened by a slave . Zoe found herself in a magnificent hall , surrounded by pillars of green marble , between which were ranged the statues of the long line of Julian nobles . " Call Endymion ...
... palace . Cæsar struck it . It was instantly opened by a slave . Zoe found herself in a magnificent hall , surrounded by pillars of green marble , between which were ranged the statues of the long line of Julian nobles . " Call Endymion ...
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... Palace , in Mequinez . RIPPERDA and JOSEPHA , sitting on a couch . Ripperda . My poor Josepha - leave me to my fate- Go to thy mother ; on thy bended knee Bewail thy fault , marry some honest man , Or seek a convent's safety and ...
... Palace , in Mequinez . RIPPERDA and JOSEPHA , sitting on a couch . Ripperda . My poor Josepha - leave me to my fate- Go to thy mother ; on thy bended knee Bewail thy fault , marry some honest man , Or seek a convent's safety and ...
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... palace to the temple of Belus . During this procession it was lawful for any Babylonian to offer any petition or suggestion to his sovereign . As the chariot passed before a vintner's shop , a large company , apparently half drunk ...
... palace to the temple of Belus . During this procession it was lawful for any Babylonian to offer any petition or suggestion to his sovereign . As the chariot passed before a vintner's shop , a large company , apparently half drunk ...
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... palace to the cathedral . A troop of horsemen headed the varied and glittering column . Then came instruments of martial music ; which sometimes in a low key - regulated the march , then burst forth in a loud and spirit - stirring peal ...
... palace to the cathedral . A troop of horsemen headed the varied and glittering column . Then came instruments of martial music ; which sometimes in a low key - regulated the march , then burst forth in a loud and spirit - stirring peal ...
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... palace . He had wandered in foreign climates ; he had jousted in Aspramont and Trebizond ; he had fought in Spain , and Greece , and Syria , and Egypt ; and had returned to earn a noble name in the wars of his native state . But he had ...
... palace . He had wandered in foreign climates ; he had jousted in Aspramont and Trebizond ; he had fought in Spain , and Greece , and Syria , and Egypt ; and had returned to earn a noble name in the wars of his native state . But he had ...
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Page 111 - ALMIGHTY God, with whom do live the spirits of them that depart hence in the Lord, and with whom the souls of the faithful, after they are delivered from the burden of the flesh, are in joy and felicity...
Page 6 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Page 293 - This should have been a noble creature : he Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, Had they been wisely mingled ; as it is, It is an awful chaos — light and darkness — And mind and dust — and passions and pure thoughts, Mix'd, and contending without end or order, All dormant or destructive...
Page 293 - My haunt, and the main region of my song. —Beauty— a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials— waits upon my steps; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
Page 293 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.
Page 293 - Oh, that I were The viewless spirit of a lovely sound, A living voice, a breathing harmony, A bodiless enjoyment— born and dying With the blest tone which made me ! Enter from below a CHAMOIS HUNTER CHAMOIS HUNTER.
Page 305 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Page 7 - There came up a short manly figure, marvellously upright, with a bad neckcloth, and one hand in his waistcoat pocket. Of regular beauty he had little to boast ; but in faces where there is an expression of great power, or of great good humor, or both, you do not regret its absence.
Page 65 - Let me not have this gloomy view, About my room, around my bed ; But morning roses, wet with dew, To cool my burning brows instead. As flowers that once in Eden grew, Let them their fragrant spirits shed, And every day the sweets renew, Till I, a fading flower, am dead.
Page 293 - Could he have kept his spirit to that flight He had been happy; but this clay will sink Its spark immortal, envying it the light To which it mounts, as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink.