Temple Bar, Volume 33George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1871 |
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Page 32 - Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing; Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er...
Page 34 - Each warrior vanished where he stood, In broom or bracken, heath or wood ; Sunk brand and spear and bended bow, In osiers pale and copses low ; It...
Page 324 - A coach was a strange monster in those days, and the sight of one put both horse and man into amazement. Some said it was a great crabshell brought out of China, and some imagined it to be one of the pagan temples, in which the cannibals adored the divell.
Page 32 - And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace, Of finer form or lovelier face ! What though the sun, with ardent frown, Had slightly tinged her cheek with brown...
Page 32 - What though the sun, with ardent frown, Had slightly tinged her cheek with brown, The sportive toil, which, short and light, Had dyed her glowing hue so bright, Served too in hastier swell to show Short glimpses of a breast of snow ; What though no rule of courtly grace To measured mood had trained her pace — A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew ; E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread...
Page 236 - The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the Lord, Make straight in the desert a highway for our God. Every valley shall be exalted, And every mountain and hill shall be made low: And the crooked shall be made straight, And the rough places plain: And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, And all flesh shall see it together: For the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
Page 42 - Ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky and of the earth ; but how is it that ye do not discern this time?
Page 203 - It lay long neglected, until, after many years, when I was newly escaped from college, I read the book, and procured the remaining volumes. I remember the delight and wonder in which I lived with it. It seemed to me as if I had myself written the book, in some former life, so sincerely it spoke to my thought and experience.
Page 101 - But a wooer that comes in braid day-light, Is no like a wooer that comes at e'en. He greeted the...
Page 28 - For me, thus nurtured, dost thou ask The classic poet's well-conn'd task ? Nay, Erskine, nay, — on the wild hill Let the wild heath-bell flourish still ; Cherish the tulip, prune the vine, But freely let the woodbine twine, And leave untrimm'd the eglantine...