Bentley's Miscellany, Volumen44Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1858 |
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Pasajes populares
Página 500 - And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
Página 337 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Página 620 - Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ? The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it.
Página 489 - That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 210 - With distant prospect among gleams of sky And clouds, and intermingling mountain tops, In one inseparable glory clad, Creatures of one ethereal substance met In consistory, like a diadem Or crown of burning seraphs as they sit In the empyrean.
Página 509 - Fitz-James's throat he sprung ; Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman round. Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own ! No maiden's hand is round thee thrown ! That desperate grasp thy frame might feel Through bars of brass and triple steel ! They tug, they strain ! down, down they go, The Gael above, Fitz-James below.
Página 500 - Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumb'ring morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill, Some time walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green.
Página 199 - The one was fire and fickleness, a child, Most mutable in wishes, but in mind, A wit as various, - gay, grave, sage, or wild, Historian, bard, philosopher, combined; He multiplied himself among mankind, The Proteus of their talents: But his own Breathed most in ridicule, - which, as the wind. Blew where it listed, laying all things prone, Now to o'erthrow a fool, and now to shake a throne.
Página 212 - The weather was dry, the sky was cloudless, the blue depths seemed the express types of infinity; and it was not possible for eye to behold, or for heart to conceive, any symbols more pathetic of life and the glory of life.
Página 231 - That light we see is burning in my hall ; how far that little candle throws its beams, so shines a good deed in a naughty world...