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" Who knows the inscrutable design? Blessed be He who took and gave! Why should your mother, Charles, not mine. Be weeping at her darling's grave? We bow to Heaven that will'd it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow,... "
Thackeray: Review of Vanity Fair, Newcomes. Cut from Calcutta Review, Dec ... - Side 276
1861
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Littell's Living Age, Volum 20

1849 - 638 sider
...should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave ?* We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That 's free to give or to recall. * * * * So each shall mourn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volum 19

1853 - 800 sider
...at her darling's grave ? We bow to Heaven thai will'd it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, Thut sends the respite or the blow, That's free to give or to recall. This crowns his feast witb wine and wit : Who brought him to that mirtli and elate Т His betters, see, below him sit, Or...
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The National Review, Volum 2

Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 516 sider
...he has sung its gentler mood in a sweet autumnal, not hopeless exactly hut hope-ignoring, strain: " We bow to Heaven, that will'd it so, That darkly rules...to recall. This crowns his feast with wine and wit: Or hunger hopeless at the gate. Who bade the mud from Dives' wheel Who brought him to that mirth and...
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Christmas Books: Mrs. Perkins's Ball ; Our Street ; Dr. Birch

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1857 - 290 sider
...who took and gave : Why should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave ? * We bow to Heaven that will'd it so That darkly rules...the respite or the blow, That's free to give or to recaí. This crowns his feast with wine and wit : Who brought him to that mirth and state ? His betters,...
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The North British review

1864 - 572 sider
...who took and gave I Why should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave ? We bow to Heaven that will'd it so, That darkly rules...respite or the blow, That's free to give, or to recall." VOL. XL. — NO. LXXIX. THE NORTH BRITISH REVIEW. MAY 1864. ART. I.—LORD ELGIN—In Memoriam. IT...
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Littell's Living Age, Volum 81

1864 - 650 sider
...Be weeping at her darling's grave? We bow to tlciiven tlnit willed it so, Thnt durkly rules the fute of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That's free to give, or to recall." Prom The Saturday Review. PROFESSORS. THE Schleswig-Holstein question has raised a good many cries...
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The Living Age, Volum 20

1849 - 636 sider
...should your mother, Charles, riot mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave?* We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That 'a free to give or, to recall. * • * * So each shall mourn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear...
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Spare Hours: John Leech, Marjorie Fleming and other papers

John Brown - 1866 - 466 sider
...should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave ? We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends...respite or the blow, That's free to give, or to recall." MORE OF "OUR DOGS." MORE OF "OUR DOGS." PETEH. ETER died young, — very quick and soon that bright...
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Spare Hours: John Leech, Marjorie Fleming and other papers

John Brown - 1866 - 448 sider
...should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave? We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That 'a free to give, or to recall." MORE OF "OUR DOGS." MORE OF "OUR DOGS." PETER. ETER died young,...
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Spare Hours

John Brown - 1866 - 454 sider
...clown, The knave be lifted over all, The kind cast pitilessly down. " We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all ; That sends the respite or the blow, That 's free to give or to recall. " So each shall monrn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear friends,...
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