Littell's Living Age, Volum 125Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1875 |
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... Lady , III . , • • VII . THE BIRTH OF A REPUBLIC , GOOD - NIGHT , IN BONDAGE , MISCELLANY , · Part · Cornhill Magazine , Cornhill Magazine , Fraser's Magazine , Saturday Review , 2 VALENTINE VERSES , POETRY . • • • 2 THE HUT , · · 33305 ...
... Lady , III . , • • VII . THE BIRTH OF A REPUBLIC , GOOD - NIGHT , IN BONDAGE , MISCELLANY , · Part · Cornhill Magazine , Cornhill Magazine , Fraser's Magazine , Saturday Review , 2 VALENTINE VERSES , POETRY . • • • 2 THE HUT , · · 33305 ...
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... lady , failing to observe the turn of became removed from the rising genera- thought , as Alice was certain that she tion , the greater was the height of con- would do , else scarcely would she have tempt from which she deigned to look ...
... lady , failing to observe the turn of became removed from the rising genera- thought , as Alice was certain that she tion , the greater was the height of con- would do , else scarcely would she have tempt from which she deigned to look ...
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... Lady control . I am not an old woman as Chapman , if you care about such trifles . " you were going to call me but an elder- ly lady . And I have lived indeed to be too old , when any one descended from me has so little good blood in ...
... Lady control . I am not an old woman as Chapman , if you care about such trifles . " you were going to call me but an elder- ly lady . And I have lived indeed to be too old , when any one descended from me has so little good blood in ...
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... ladies must have taught you that , if half that I hear is true of them . Now you need not look so wretched , because ... lady began her nap . As the afternoon wore away , Hilary grew more and more impatient of his long confinement . Not ...
... ladies must have taught you that , if half that I hear is true of them . Now you need not look so wretched , because ... lady began her nap . As the afternoon wore away , Hilary grew more and more impatient of his long confinement . Not ...
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... Lady W. was pleased with Angelica's . artless pleasure in her new French hood . But she hurried her impatiently . " He goes out early . Come ! do not let us de- lay . Now it is my turn to take you to see pictures , " said Lady W. They ...
... Lady W. was pleased with Angelica's . artless pleasure in her new French hood . But she hurried her impatiently . " He goes out early . Come ! do not let us de- lay . Now it is my turn to take you to see pictures , " said Lady W. They ...
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Side 318 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Side 318 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labor and intent study, which I take to be my portion in this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Side 189 - Other Worlds than Ours ; The Plurality of Worlds Studied under the Light of Recent Scientific Researches.
Side 127 - Ilias, the other in his Odysseis : then Virgil, whose like intention was to doe in the person of...
Side 282 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Side 263 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Side 319 - It is more probable therefore, that not the endless delight of speculation, but this very consideration of that, great commandment does not press forward, as soon as many do, to undergo, but keeps off with a sacred reverence and religious advisement how best to undergo; not taking thought of being late, so it give advantage to be more fit...
Side 192 - For thus saith the Lord that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the Lord; and there is none else.
Side 319 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Side 556 - The glaciers creep Like snakes that watch their prey, from their far fountains, Slow rolling on; there, many a precipice, Frost and the Sun in scorn of mortal power Have piled: dome, pyramid, and pinnacle, A city of death, distinct with many a tower And wall impregnable of beaming ice. Yet not a city, but a flood of ruin Is there, that from the boundaries of the sky Rolls its perpetual stream...