Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 33W. Blackwood & Sons, 1833 - Scotland |
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... night of the mas- sacre , the walls and floors marked with bullets and blood . At length , to remove the palpable evidence of a fact which was equally a disgrace to the government , and an insult to the people , the hall was repaired ...
... night of the mas- sacre , the walls and floors marked with bullets and blood . At length , to remove the palpable evidence of a fact which was equally a disgrace to the government , and an insult to the people , the hall was repaired ...
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... night attack . But the Portuguese thought himself safe , and , like a true son of the south , left the rest to fortune . He was dining on shore with the General , when a fire from the bay at ten at night told him that the Englishman was ...
... night attack . But the Portuguese thought himself safe , and , like a true son of the south , left the rest to fortune . He was dining on shore with the General , when a fire from the bay at ten at night told him that the Englishman was ...
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... night where we were . 66 I say , Tom Cringle , " said Aaron Bang , " all the females are snug there , you see ; we have a blazing fire on the hearth , and here is some comfort for we men slaves ; " whereupon he produced two bottles of ...
... night where we were . 66 I say , Tom Cringle , " said Aaron Bang , " all the females are snug there , you see ; we have a blazing fire on the hearth , and here is some comfort for we men slaves ; " whereupon he produced two bottles of ...
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... night . " Hark ! from lattices guitars are tinkling , And though in heaven the stars are twinkling , No tell - tale moon looks over the moun- tain , To peer at her pale cold face in the fountain ; And serenader's mellow voice , Wailing ...
... night . " Hark ! from lattices guitars are tinkling , And though in heaven the stars are twinkling , No tell - tale moon looks over the moun- tain , To peer at her pale cold face in the fountain ; And serenader's mellow voice , Wailing ...
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... night he was aroused from slumber with the in- telligence that the military guard , who did duty at the palace , had all quitted their posts . Upon this the unhappy prince leaped from his couch , never again to taste the lux- ury of ...
... night he was aroused from slumber with the in- telligence that the military guard , who did duty at the palace , had all quitted their posts . Upon this the unhappy prince leaped from his couch , never again to taste the lux- ury of ...
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Page 147 - Pray, do not mock me. I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 386 - The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion, and the mould of form, The observ'd of all observers ! quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...
Page 391 - Must there no more be done ? We should profane the service of the dead To sing a requiem, and such rest to her, As to peace-parted souls. Laer. Lay her i...
Page 535 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Page 147 - O, look upon me, sir, And hold your hands in benediction o'er me: No, sir, you must not kneel.
Page 535 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I ; when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 148 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there.
Page 123 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
Page 433 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Page 149 - I was many years ago so shocked by Cordelia's death that I know not whether I ever endured to read again the last scenes of the play till I undertook to revise them as an editor.