The Reliquary, Volume 20

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John Russell Smith, 1879 - Archaeology
 

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Page 14 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one (from whence they came) Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Page 98 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd ; a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 97 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 204 - Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.
Page 77 - Behold, the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?
Page 99 - There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them. There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke ; When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Page 85 - ... they intended to be permanent, we have no right to obliterate. What we have ourselves built, we are at liberty to throw down; but what other men gave their strength and wealth and life to accomplish, their right over does not pass away with their death; still less is the right to the use of what they have left vested in us only. It belongs to all their successors.
Page 209 - Here's to thee, old apple-tree, Whence thou mayst bud, and whence thou mayst blow ! And whence thou mayst bear apples enow ! Hats full! caps full! Bushel — bushel — sacks full, And my pockets full too ! Huzza...
Page 99 - Her clothes spread wide ; And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up : Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes : ¿As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indued Unto that element : but long it could not be] Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.* LAERTES.
Page 98 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.

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