The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Volume 188

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Edw. Cave, 1736-[1868], 1850 - Literature
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Page 387 - The one has suggested to me that, beyond and above all that is visible to man, there may be fields of creation which sweep immeasurably along and carry the impress of the Almighty's hand to the remotest scenes of the universe.
Page 581 - Quite through the streets, with silver sound, The flood of Life doth flow ; Upon whose banks on every side The wood of Life doth grow. There trees for evermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring; There evermore the angels sit, And evermore do sing.
Page 387 - The one led me to see a system in every star ; the other leads me to see a world in every atom. The one...
Page 465 - For the abject multitude. And when we chanced One day to meet a hunger-bitten girl, Who crept along fitting her languid gait Unto a heifer's motion, by a cord Tied to her arm, and picking thus from the lane Its sustenance, while the girl with pallid hands Was busy knitting in a heartless mood Of solitude, and at the sight my friend In agitation said, " 'T is against that That we are fighting...
Page 580 - Ah, my sweet home, Jerusalem, Would God I were in thee ! Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see...
Page 580 - Thy walls are made of precious stones, Thy bulwarks diamonds square ; Thy gates are of right orient pearl, Exceeding rich and rare. Thy turrets and thy pinnacles With carbuncles do shine ; Thy very streets are paved with gold, Surpassing clear and fine. Thy houses are of ivory, Thy windows crystal clear ; Thy tiles are made of beaten gold ; — O God, that I were there...
Page 579 - JERUSALEM, my happy home, •*• * When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see...
Page 505 - Au pied de l'échafaud j'essaye encor ma lyre ; Peut-être est-ce bientôt mon tour, Peut-être avant que l'heure en cercle promenée Ait posé sur l'émail brillant, Dans les soixante pas où sa route est bornée...
Page 483 - Above it stood the Seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly.
Page 205 - We were on good terms, but his brother was my intimate friend. There were always great hopes of Peel amongst us all, masters and scholars ; and he has not disappointed them. As a scholar he was greatly my superior ; as a declaimer and actor, I was reckoned at least his equal ; as a schoolboy, out of school, I was always in scrapes, and he never; and in school, he always knew his lesson, and I rarely, — but when I knew it, I knew it nearly as well. In general information, history, &c. &c., I think...

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