Littell's Living Age, Volumen76Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1863 |
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... hand in the world , as white as a lily , as smooth as sculptured marble , as soft as a mole's skin ( a new simile ... hands upon Allan's shoulders , and looked into his face with an expression which made Clare think , " If I loved that ...
... hand in the world , as white as a lily , as smooth as sculptured marble , as soft as a mole's skin ( a new simile ... hands upon Allan's shoulders , and looked into his face with an expression which made Clare think , " If I loved that ...
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... hand with his lips . She withdrew her hand , not angrily or has- tily- the truth being that , full of other thoughts , she hardly noticed the action . They had approached near enough to the windows for the light from the room to fall ...
... hand with his lips . She withdrew her hand , not angrily or has- tily- the truth being that , full of other thoughts , she hardly noticed the action . They had approached near enough to the windows for the light from the room to fall ...
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... hand as she did so . Mr. Smith took the hand in his ; it was not gloved the sunshine glistened on its snow . - " If you would but make Allan happy , " he said . " Will you try ? " " Clare blushed angrily . Again she felt herself mocked ...
... hand as she did so . Mr. Smith took the hand in his ; it was not gloved the sunshine glistened on its snow . - " If you would but make Allan happy , " he said . " Will you try ? " " Clare blushed angrily . Again she felt herself mocked ...
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... hand and paper before him for some hours . Clare was not visible again that day . The headache of the morning was ... hands , burst into an ir- repressible passion of tears . Who was vanquished now ? CLARE was ill for a few days - not ...
... hand and paper before him for some hours . Clare was not visible again that day . The headache of the morning was ... hands , burst into an ir- repressible passion of tears . Who was vanquished now ? CLARE was ill for a few days - not ...
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... hand . 66 If you have anything to forgive ! -you have not only forgiven , but forgotten , then , " he said , with a grave smile that was almost sweet , as he clasped the offered hand . " Forgotten ! " she repeated , with a vivid blush ...
... hand . 66 If you have anything to forgive ! -you have not only forgiven , but forgotten , then , " he said , with a grave smile that was almost sweet , as he clasped the offered hand . " Forgotten ! " she repeated , with a vivid blush ...
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Página 155 - And the mixed multitude that was among them fell a lusting: and the children of Israel also wept again, and said, "Who shall give us flesh to eat? We remember the fish, which we did eat in Egypt freely; the cucumbers, and the melons, and the leeks, and the onions, and the garlick: But now our soul is dried away: there is nothing at all, beside this manna, before our eyes.
Página 360 - The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor?
Página 540 - I cannot but regard your decisive utterances upon the question as an instance of sublime Christian heroism which has not been surpassed in any age or in any country. It is indeed an energetic and reinspiring assurance of the inherent power of truth, and of the ultimate and universal triumph of justice, humanity and freedom.
Página 155 - And the daughter of Pharaoh came down to wash herself at the river ; and her maidens walked along by the river's side; and when she saw the ark among the flags, she sent her maid to fetch it And when she had opened it, she saw the child : and, behold, the babe wept. And she had compassion on him, and said, This is one of the Hebrews
Página 509 - How loudly his sweet voice he rears ! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree.
Página 540 - Manchester, and in all Europe, are called to endure in this crisis. It has been often and studiously represented that the attempt to overthrow this Government, which was built upon the foundation of human rights, and to substitute for it one which should rest exclusively on the basis of human slavery, was likely to obtain the favor of Europe.
Página 426 - As ships becalmed at eve, that lay With canvas drooping, side by side, Two towers of sail at dawn of day Are scarce long leagues apart descried ; When fell the night, upsprung the breeze, And all the darkling hours they plied, Nor dreamt but each the self-same seas By each was cleaving, side by side : E'en so — but why the tale reveal Of those whom, year by year unchanged, Brief absence joined anew to feel, Astounded, soul from soul estranged. At dead of night...
Página 182 - In giving freedom to the slave we assure freedom to the free — honorable alike in what we give and what we preserve. We shall nobly save or meanly lose the last best hope of earth.
Página 87 - The parent storms, the child looks on, catches the lineaments of wrath, puts on the same airs in the circle of smaller slaves, gives a loose to the worst of passions, and thus nursed, educated, and daily exercised in tyranny, cannot but be stamped by it with odious peculiarities. The man must be a prodigy who can retain his manners and morals undepraved by such circumstances.
Página 424 - I come, after some embarrassment, to the conclusion, that poetry is "the suggestion, by the imagination, of noble grounds for the noble emotions.