Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 53Macmillan and Company, 1886 - English periodicals |
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Amy Robsart answered Aristophanes asked Austria Baudissin beautiful better Borrow called cards character Châteauroux Church Comenius Courthope criticism Cumnor death door Egypt England English eyes face feel Fyvie give Gladstone hand happy Headlong Hall heard heart honour human imagination interest kind king knew La Châtre labour lady land Lavengro Le Berry lead less literary literature living look Lord lyric lyric poetry Madame marriage means Mendelssohn ment mind Molière Moses Mendelssohn mother nature ness never night Nohant once Orbis Pictus passed Peacock perhaps play poem poet poetic poetry political present question Romany Rye round Russia seemed side speak spirit stood strong suit Susy tell things thought tion truth turned verse Virgil woman words write young
Popular passages
Page 188 - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Page 14 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 191 - Is the night chilly and dark ? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full ; And yet she looks both small and dull. The night is chill, the cloud is gray : Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way.
Page 88 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things And battles long ago; Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of today Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Page 384 - Tho' world on world in myriad myriads roll Round us, each with different powers, And other forms of life than ours, What know we greater than the soul?
Page 190 - Sweet flower ! for by that name at last, When all my reveries are past, I call thee, and to that cleave fast, Sweet silent creature ! That breath'st with me in sun and air, Do thou, as thou art wont, repair My heart with gladness, and a share Of thy meek nature ! TO THE SAME FLOWER.
Page 149 - There is neither speech nor language : but their voices are heard among them. Their sound is gone out into all lands : and their words into the ends of the world.
Page 189 - Archangel ; but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek ; but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge.
Page 327 - The Poet writes under one restriction only, namely, the necessity of giving immediate pleasure to a human Being possessed of that information which may be expected from him, not as a lawyer, a physician, a mariner, an astronomer, or a natural philosopher, but as a Man.
Page 441 - It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine ; nor for princes strong drink : 5 Lest they drink, and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the afflicted.