Littell's Living Age, Volumen83Living Age Company Incorporated, 1864 |
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... hand and foot ; the bold - faced ruffian now Lies harmless as the golden - tressèd child , Whose angel features bear the stamp of God Not yet defaced by man . " Tis a glad thought That gleams amid the blackness of our world Like some ...
... hand and foot ; the bold - faced ruffian now Lies harmless as the golden - tressèd child , Whose angel features bear the stamp of God Not yet defaced by man . " Tis a glad thought That gleams amid the blackness of our world Like some ...
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... hand , and when the ceremony had been gone through , put his hands in his pockets , pro- duced a shilling , and said ... hand to hand with a stout fisher - boy , and Francis and sundry amphibious creatures of both sexes exchang- ing a ...
... hand , and when the ceremony had been gone through , put his hands in his pockets , pro- duced a shilling , and said ... hand to hand with a stout fisher - boy , and Francis and sundry amphibious creatures of both sexes exchang- ing a ...
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... hands . Rachel was too much tired to do anything but read the new number of her favorite Traveller's Maga- zine , listening to her mother with one ear , and gathering additional impressions of Sir Stephen Temple's imprudence , and the ...
... hands . Rachel was too much tired to do anything but read the new number of her favorite Traveller's Maga- zine , listening to her mother with one ear , and gathering additional impressions of Sir Stephen Temple's imprudence , and the ...
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... hand she had held all the time , and said , " Dear Con , do pray tell me if you did it . " " I did not , " said Conrade , wrenching his hand away , and putting it behind his back . " Where's Hubert ? " asked Rachel , look- ing round ...
... hand she had held all the time , and said , " Dear Con , do pray tell me if you did it . " " I did not , " said Conrade , wrenching his hand away , and putting it behind his back . " Where's Hubert ? " asked Rachel , look- ing round ...
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... hand from a lady's - maid ? Will there be an incongruity in her conversation to match ? Let us sec . Grace making inquiries . Quite at my best ; ah , she is not one of the morbid sort , never thinking themselves better . " CHAPTER III ...
... hand from a lady's - maid ? Will there be an incongruity in her conversation to match ? Let us sec . Grace making inquiries . Quite at my best ; ah , she is not one of the morbid sort , never thinking themselves better . " CHAPTER III ...
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Página 362 - Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
Página 534 - Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth; Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master Were beating like prisoners...
Página 534 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
Página 534 - Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play, With Sheridan only ten miles away. Under his spurning feet the road Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed, And the landscape sped away behind Like an ocean flying before the wind; And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace ire, Swept on, with his wild eyes full of fire.
Página 80 - There came from me a sigh of pain Which I could ill confine; I looked at her, and looked again : And did not wish her mine !' Matthew is in his grave, yet now, Methinks, I see him stand, As at that moment, with a bough Of wilding in his hand.
Página 102 - Embosomed for a season in nature, whose floods of life stream around and through us, and invite us by the powers they supply, to action proportioned to nature, why should we grope among the dry bones of the past, or put the living generation into masquerade out of its faded wardrobe ? The sun shines to-day also.
Página 58 - The antechapel where the statue stood Of Newton with his prism and silent face, The marble index of a mind for ever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
Página 90 - The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs?
Página 69 - I doubt not that you will share with me an invincible confidence that my writings (and among them these little poems) will co-operate with the benign tendencies in human nature and society, wherever found ; and that they will, in their degree, be efficacious in making men wiser, better, and happier.
Página 82 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, .and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind, That what we feel of sorrow and despair From ruin and from change, and all the grief That passing shows of Being leave behind, Appeared an idle dream, that could not live Where meditation was. I turned away, And walked along my road in happiness.