The Living Age, Volum 199E. Littell & Company, 1893 |
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Side 30
... kind - to me as it is . Now , good - bye . " He bent over her for a moment . Whether she raised her face to his or not he never knew , but it was not turned aside . He had one kiss . All his life long he vowed he would remind him- self ...
... kind - to me as it is . Now , good - bye . " He bent over her for a moment . Whether she raised her face to his or not he never knew , but it was not turned aside . He had one kiss . All his life long he vowed he would remind him- self ...
Side 31
... were won . But one and all went away from the solitary little station thinking what a good fellow Barty Allerton was ! How awfully kind , and friendly , and unas- suming How anxious to make things | tude , and An Eastern Cadet . 31.
... were won . But one and all went away from the solitary little station thinking what a good fellow Barty Allerton was ! How awfully kind , and friendly , and unas- suming How anxious to make things | tude , and An Eastern Cadet . 31.
Side 48
... kind , such as only a French chef could send to table . It was a lively little party , and our hostess indulged in occasional witty and merry sallies . Lady William Rus- sell had great conversational powers , and we were charmed with ...
... kind , such as only a French chef could send to table . It was a lively little party , and our hostess indulged in occasional witty and merry sallies . Lady William Rus- sell had great conversational powers , and we were charmed with ...
Side 54
... kind heart of his , now dust , the strong contrast between the brilliant sunlight and the heavy sombreness of the cypresses of death , the song of spring birds and the sound of children's voices , were strangely pathetic . I rose up and ...
... kind heart of his , now dust , the strong contrast between the brilliant sunlight and the heavy sombreness of the cypresses of death , the song of spring birds and the sound of children's voices , were strangely pathetic . I rose up and ...
Side 58
... kind The whole feeling of this scene - of of wayside hut where three or four this incident , of the place , the moun- paths joined . Here was congregated a tains , the primitive people- were so brightly clad crowd of nearly a hun ...
... kind The whole feeling of this scene - of of wayside hut where three or four this incident , of the place , the moun- paths joined . Here was congregated a tains , the primitive people- were so brightly clad crowd of nearly a hun ...
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asked Barty beautiful Bonnor brother called Charlotte Brontë charm church color Comte de Paris course Damaris daugh dear death door doubt Drake Durham Place Eburacum electric electric organ England English Etruria Etruscan eyes face fact father feel felt Finland Flora French garden gave girl give grey hand head heard heart Holles horse hour Inchbald Jeff Carter Jessica John king knew Lady leopard letter Lhassa light look Lord marriage married matter ment mind Miss molecules morning mother nature never night once papa Parlement passed Peshawar poet poor queen Rhoda round Ruskin seemed seen sent side Sir Barton stood tell Temple Bar thing Thomas Doughty thought tion told took town Trappists turned Tuscan village walk wife woman word write young
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Side 618 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Side 104 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Side 115 - ... purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Side 411 - Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine — A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!"— but o'er the Past (Dim gulf) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast!
Side 127 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Side 434 - If thou be'st born to strange sights, Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear No where Lives a woman true, and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to...
Side 618 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Side 436 - There were hills, which garnished their proud heights with stately trees ; humble valleys, whose base estate seemed comforted with the refreshing of silver rivers: .meadows, enamelled with all sorts of eye-pleasing' .flowers ; thickets, which being lined with most pleasant shade were witnessed so...
Side 435 - With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots, Wreathe iron pokers into true-love knots ; Rhyme's sturdy cripple, fancy's maze and clue, Wit's forge and fire-blast, meaning's press and screw.
Side 611 - If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the poet will lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man.