Chess and Chess-players: Consisting of Original Stories and SketchesC.J. Skeet, 1850 - 384 pages |
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Page 148 - Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming, Sudden, thy shadow fell on me ; I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy ! I vowed that I would dedicate my powers To thee and thine : have I not kept the vow...
Page 365 - O, weep for Adonais ! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head ! And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years To mourn our loss, rouse thy obscure compeers, And teach them thine own sorrow! Say: 'With me Died Adonais ; till the Future dares Forget the Past, his fate and fame shall be An echo and a light unto eternity...
Page 291 - And the Lord said unto Satan, Whence comest thou ? Then Satan answered the Lord, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
Page 364 - And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. When lofty thought Lifts a young heart above its mortal lair, And love and life contend in it, for what Shall be its earthly doom, the dead live there And move like winds of light on dark and stormy air.
Page 280 - Yes, sir ; waiting for the English courier. If he don't make haste she'll lose her tide.' " ' I should be sorry for that,' said I. ' Give her a wide berth, and go ahead.' " And we did go ahead ! I have crossed Calais Straits many times, but never under such exciting circumstances. Every bit of canvas we could stretch was spread, and the billows washed our deck from stem to stern. The men were on their mettle, and the little vessel answered gloriously to the call ; shaking herself after each wash...
Page 330 - Come, Ossian, come away," he says. Fingal has received his fame. We passed away, like flames that had shone for a season. Our departure was in renown. Though the plains of our battles are dark and silent ; our fame is in the four grey stones. The voice of Ossian has been heard. The harp has been strung in Selma. " Come, Ossian, come away," he says, " come, fly with thy fathers on clouds.
Page 5 - The Chess Automaton was the sole invention of Wolffgang de Kempelen, a Hungarian gentleman, Aulic counsellor to the royal chamber of the domains of the emperor in Hungary, and celebrated for great genius in every department of mechanics. From a boy, he had trod in the path of science, and was incontestably of...
Page 29 - ... the key appeared to perform the same number of revolutions ; evincing thereby that the revolving axis was unconnected with machinery, except, perhaps a ratchet wheel and click, or some similar apparatus, to enable it to produce the necessary sounds, and consequently that the key, like that of a child's watch, might be turned whenever the purposes of the exhibition seemed to require it.
Page 241 - ... were time given thoroughly to raze Al-Suli's humble mansion to the ground, many slaughtered Persians would make their appearance, there resting at present in their untimely graves. The shah waved his hand with an expression of satisfaction ; and the lord of the police standing back, made way for the moollah. Reza Hafed repeated his charge against the captives, and dilated, as far as he durst, upon the enormity of their guilt. His bloated countenance, redolent of the hue of the forbidden juice...
Page 235 - ... the ire of the sleeping lion. The sensation produced at the close of his smooth and well-delivered speech was electrical. " By our crown !" said the shah, " but this is a strange story, O moollah ! A romance is it, 'even like that of Sinbad. Men slain under the walls of the favoured...