The Etonian, Volume 1Knight and Dredge, John Warren, 1821 |
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... doubt ; " to which Mr. OAKLEY subjoined his nonsense , " " ridiculous . " absurd , " The tumult having subsided , the PRESIDENT resumed : — " Gentlemen , -I will therefore " detain from you no longer the pro- position I have to submit ...
... doubt ; " to which Mr. OAKLEY subjoined his nonsense , " " ridiculous . " absurd , " The tumult having subsided , the PRESIDENT resumed : — " Gentlemen , -I will therefore " detain from you no longer the pro- position I have to submit ...
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... doubt that , judging from these specimens , you will augur favour- ably of our success . Mr. COURTENAY then read to the Meeting numerous compositions on various subjects , which will , either in our first or our future Num- bers , be ...
... doubt that , judging from these specimens , you will augur favour- ably of our success . Mr. COURTENAY then read to the Meeting numerous compositions on various subjects , which will , either in our first or our future Num- bers , be ...
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... doubt and fear , Breaks sudden on the startled ear , And hands are clench'd , and cheeks are pale , And from bright blade and ringing mail A thousand hands , with busy toil , Clean off each ancient stain or soil ; Or spots of blood ...
... doubt and fear , Breaks sudden on the startled ear , And hands are clench'd , and cheeks are pale , And from bright blade and ringing mail A thousand hands , with busy toil , Clean off each ancient stain or soil ; Or spots of blood ...
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... our second Number . We have no doubt that some obligingly sarcastic associate will favour us with a new and an ingenious nickname for THE E.TONIAN . L My Brother's Erave . ( FROM THE POETRY OF THE No. 1. ] 75 On Nicknames .
... our second Number . We have no doubt that some obligingly sarcastic associate will favour us with a new and an ingenious nickname for THE E.TONIAN . L My Brother's Erave . ( FROM THE POETRY OF THE No. 1. ] 75 On Nicknames .
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... doubt - the terror - the distress- Nor vainly for my brother knelt →→ My soul was spar'd that wretchedness .. One sentence told me , in a breath , My brother's illness - and his death ! ; And days of mourning glided by , And brought ...
... doubt - the terror - the distress- Nor vainly for my brother knelt →→ My soul was spar'd that wretchedness .. One sentence told me , in a breath , My brother's illness - and his death ! ; And days of mourning glided by , And brought ...
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Page 103 - Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Page 313 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 312 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside — Her beams bemocked the sultry main, Like April hoar-frost spread; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway A still and awful red.
Page 222 - O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For...
Page 338 - On the stage we see nothing but corporal infirmities and weakness, the impotence of rage; while we read it, we see not Lear, but we are Lear - we are in his mind, we are sustained by a grandeur which baffles the malice of daughters and storms...
Page 314 - With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that, for ten long years, he wooed The lady of the land.
Page 225 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him 50 Is in its infancy.
Page 338 - A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That flush'd her spirit. I know not by what name beside I shall it call : — if 'twas not pride, It was a joy to that allied, She did inherit.
Page 313 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute.
Page 338 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?