The Saturday Magazine, Volumes 10-11John William Parker, 1837 |
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... Hill , 114 - rise of the Palatine , 114 - golden house of Nero , 115 - desolation of the Pala- tine , 115 - ruins of the Palaces of the Cćsars , 116 - Farnese villa and gardens , 117 - Temple of Peace , 117 - Circus Maximus and others ...
... Hill , 114 - rise of the Palatine , 114 - golden house of Nero , 115 - desolation of the Pala- tine , 115 - ruins of the Palaces of the Cćsars , 116 - Farnese villa and gardens , 117 - Temple of Peace , 117 - Circus Maximus and others ...
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... hill country , where it begins to break down into the plains , and commanding a very engaging view , being an assem- blage of hill , dale , woodlands , heath , and water . The prospect is bounded on the south - east and east , by the ...
... hill country , where it begins to break down into the plains , and commanding a very engaging view , being an assem- blage of hill , dale , woodlands , heath , and water . The prospect is bounded on the south - east and east , by the ...
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... hill . THE INVITATION TO SELBORNE . SEE , Selborne spreads her boldest beauties round The varied valley , and the mountain - ground , Wildly majestic ! What is all the pride Of flats , with loads of ornament supplied ? Unpleasing ...
... hill . THE INVITATION TO SELBORNE . SEE , Selborne spreads her boldest beauties round The varied valley , and the mountain - ground , Wildly majestic ! What is all the pride Of flats , with loads of ornament supplied ? Unpleasing ...
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... hill to the bridge , ( says a modern writer , ) it stood out brightly on its beautiful peninsula ; houses and trees , churches and gardens , hanging one above another , like the sunny terraces of Italy , all blended in harmonious ...
... hill to the bridge , ( says a modern writer , ) it stood out brightly on its beautiful peninsula ; houses and trees , churches and gardens , hanging one above another , like the sunny terraces of Italy , all blended in harmonious ...
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... hill to hill , Till the proud Peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales- Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales— Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height Till streamed in crimson ...
... hill to hill , Till the proud Peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales- Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales— Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height Till streamed in crimson ...
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Page 19 - Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down. So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard field, Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield.
Page 19 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the deathlike silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke. At once on all her stately gates arose the answering fires; At once the wild alarum clashed from all her reeling spires; From all the batteries of the Tower pealed loud the voice of fear ; And all the thousand masts of Thames sent back a louder cheer...
Page 59 - The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses grey, Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry; For, welladay! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead; And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.
Page 19 - From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Page 19 - Hampstead's swarthy moor they started for the north. And on, and on, without a pause, untired they bounded still; All night from tower to tower they sprang, they sprang from hill to hill...
Page 20 - ... 6. The Apostle's direction, therefore, you may be sure, applies to all Christians in every age and country. It is needful for all of them to be able to give a reason of the hope that is in them.
Page 91 - The works of the LORD are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein.
Page 19 - Night sank upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea, Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head.
Page 19 - It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay ; Her crew hath seen Castile's black fleet, beyond Aurigny's isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile ; At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace ; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase.
Page 76 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.