The Port Folio, Volume 4

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Editor and Asbury Dickens, 1810


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Page 28 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Page 33 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Page 400 - It seemed as if their mother Earth Had swallowed up her warlike birth. The wind's last breath had tossed in air Pennon, and plaid, and plumage fair ; The next but swept a lone hill-side, Where heath and fern were waving wide : • The sun's last gla.nce was glinted back From spear and glaive, from targe and jack ; The next, all unreflected, shone On bracken green, and cold gray stone.
Page 31 - Annual for me, the grape, the rose, renew, "The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; "For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; "For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; "Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; "My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies.
Page 464 - The timid girls, half dreading their design, Dip the small foot in the retarded brine, And search for crimson weeds, which spreading flow, Or lie like pictures on the sand below; With all those bright red pebbles, that the sun Through the small waves so softly shines upon...
Page 23 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 358 - Fear not: for I am with thee: I will bring thy seed from the east, and gather thee from the west; I will say to the north, Give up; and to the south, Keep not back: bring my sons from far, and my daughters from the ends of the earth...
Page 31 - Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Page 29 - Dig for the withered herb through heaps of snow. Now, shepherds, to your helpless charge be kind, Baffle the raging year, and fill their pens With food at will; lodge them below the storm, And watch them strict : for from the bellowing east, In this dire season, oft...
Page 32 - In exile ; ye who through the embattled field Seek bright renown ; or who for nobler palms Contend, the leaders of a public cause ; Approach : behold this marble. Know ye not The features ? Hath not oft his faithful tongue Told you the fashion of your own estate, The secrets of your bosom...

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