The Lady's Magazine: Or Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex, Appropriated Solely to Their Use and Amusement, Nide 38

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Robinson and Roberts, 1807
 

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Sivu 399 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sivu 491 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Sivu 486 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Sivu 496 - On beds of green sea-flower thy limbs shall be laid, Around thy white bones the' red coral shall grow Of thy fair yellow locks threads of amber be made, And every part suit to thy mansion below.
Sivu 486 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Sivu 495 - And the swallow sings sweet from her nest in the wall ; All trembling with transport he raises the latch, And the voices of loved ones reply to his call.
Sivu 286 - Beneath the shelter of encircling hills A myrtle rises, far from human eye, And breathes its balmy fragrance o'er the wild...
Sivu 286 - Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Sivu 99 - But they all laughed so loud that he pulled in his head, And went in his own little chamber to bed. Then, as evening gave way to the shadows of night, Their watchman, the Glow-worm, came out with a light. • Then home let us hasten, while yet we can see, For no watchman is waiting for you and for me.
Sivu 190 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.

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