The Burlington: A High-class Monthly Magazine, Volumen 1
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Página 31 - The dawn of the morning Saw Dermot returning, And the wife wept with joy her babe's father to see ; And closely caressing Her child with a blessing, Said, " I knew that the angels were whispering with thee.
Página 369 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Página 171 - I'm cast down. If some great lord should come this way, and see your beauty bright, And you to be his lady, I'd own it was but right.
Página 117 - For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat.
Página 30 - " Yes, they slew with poison him they feared to meet with steel." " May God wither up their hearts ! May their blood cease to flow ! May they walk in living death, who poisoned Owen Roe! " Though it break my heart to hear, say again the bitter words.
Página 44 - All passed like snow, long, long ago, With the time of the Barmecides; All passed like snow, long, long ago, With the time of the Barmecides!
Página 171 - I'm whistling or lilting what you sung, Your smile is always in my heart, your name beside my tongue; But...
Página 31 - A BABY was sleeping, Its mother was weeping, For her husband was far on the wild raging sea ; And the tempest was swelling Round the fisherman's dwelling, And she cried, " Dermot, darling, oh come back to me...
Página 170 - Her eyes like mountain water that 's flowing on a rock, How clear they are, how dark they are ! and they give me many a shock. Red rowans warm in sunshine and wetted with a show'r, Could ne'er express the charming lip that has me in its pow'r.
Página 164 - We gave thee licence," Lomna said, — " and I Grieve that we gave it, yea, or took the like, — To take a plunder ; but we gave thee not Licence to take the life, the soul itself Of our whole nation, as you now would do For, slay our reverend sages of the law, Slay him who puts the law they teach in act ; Slay our sweet poets, and our sacred bards, Who keep the continuity of time By fame perpetual of renowned deeds ; Slay our experienced captains who prepare The youth for martial manhood, and the...