Littell's Living Age, Volum 228Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1901 |
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Side 18
... head of Jove ; nor was it , as is com- monly supposed , a pet project of Bis- marck's . He certainly approved and applauded its results , but he did not , in the beginning , see any necessity for the arrangement . * Translated for the ...
... head of Jove ; nor was it , as is com- monly supposed , a pet project of Bis- marck's . He certainly approved and applauded its results , but he did not , in the beginning , see any necessity for the arrangement . * Translated for the ...
Side 38
... head of the mine ; all that remained to do was to carry the powder to the end of the passage and fire the fuse . When the relief force arrived on August 14 , one of the first works which the Sikhs un- dertook was the clearing of the car ...
... head of the mine ; all that remained to do was to carry the powder to the end of the passage and fire the fuse . When the relief force arrived on August 14 , one of the first works which the Sikhs un- dertook was the clearing of the car ...
Side 46
... head and replied firmly : " What good would it do ? You said yourself , mam- ma , the sooner the better- " Never did father and daughter who loved each other with all their hearts exchange a colder kiss than that with which Hector Le ...
... head and replied firmly : " What good would it do ? You said yourself , mam- ma , the sooner the better- " Never did father and daughter who loved each other with all their hearts exchange a colder kiss than that with which Hector Le ...
Side 52
... head , I drove out again . From sloo to sloo we wandered , halting once for a plunge into a shrunken creek where lay three feet of lukewarm fluid and two feet of mud , and it was nightfall when we thankfully turned our faces homewards ...
... head , I drove out again . From sloo to sloo we wandered , halting once for a plunge into a shrunken creek where lay three feet of lukewarm fluid and two feet of mud , and it was nightfall when we thankfully turned our faces homewards ...
Side 54
... head over the sounds born under his coarse fingers with an entire sat- isfaction . The violin , resting on the shoulder of the rusty cassock repre- sented variety , romance , all to which a hot - blooded young man had first wakened ...
... head over the sounds born under his coarse fingers with an entire sat- isfaction . The violin , resting on the shoulder of the rusty cassock repre- sented variety , romance , all to which a hot - blooded young man had first wakened ...
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Side 718 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Side 350 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Side 149 - What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Side 145 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Side 149 - Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep ; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have passed away ; I might have watch'd through long decay.
Side 458 - An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
Side 409 - Taint in poetry, is it ?" interposed his father. " No, no/' replied Sam. " Wery glad to hear it," said Mr. Weller. " Poetry's unnat'ral ; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin...
Side 150 - The triumph, and the vanity, The rapture of the strife — The earthquake voice of Victory, To thee the breath of life; The sword, the scepter, and that sway Which man seem'd made but to obey Wherewith renown was rife — All quell'd!
Side 468 - Let us understand, once for all, that the ethical progress of society depends, not on imitating the cosmic process, still less in running away from it, but in combating it.
Side 149 - The natural music of the mountain reed — For here the patriarchal days are not A pastoral fable — pipes in the liberal air, Mixed with the sweet bells of the sauntering herd; My soul would drink those echoes.