The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 87 (Google eBook)

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Archibald Constable, 1821
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Page 549 - Who fill'st existence with Thyself alone : Embracing all, supporting, ruling o'er, Being whom we call GOD and know no more...
Page 197 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline; But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste dispatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse. Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.
Page 550 - But the effluence of Thy light divine, Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too ; Yes! in my spirit doth Thy spirit shine, As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew.
Page 551 - The chain of being is complete in me ; In me is matter's last gradation lost, And the next step is spirit, Deity ! I can command the lightning and am dust ! A monarch and a slave...
Page 150 - The troublesome Raigne and lamentable Death of Edward the Second, King of England: with the tragicall fall of proud Mortimer.
Page 52 - To carry on the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood ; to combine the child's sense of wonder and novelty with the appearances, which every day for perhaps forty years had rendered familiar ; " With sun and moon and stars throughout the year, And man and woman ;" this is the character and privilege of genius, and one of the marks which distinguish genius from talents.
Page 260 - Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
Page 550 - All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss, What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light, A glorious company of golden streams, Lamps of celestial ether burning bright, Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.
Page 431 - Then said he unto me, Prophesy unto the wind, prophesy, son of man, and say to the wind, Thus saith the Lord God; Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live. So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great army.
Page 150 - And, seeing there was no place to mount up higher, Why should I grieve at my declining fall? Farewell, fair queen; weep not for Mortimer, That scorns the world, and, as a traveller, Goes to discover countries yet unknown.

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