Macmillan's Magazine, Том 17Macmillan and Company, 1868 |
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... kind at the extreme end of the long line of the cross - a shop which was much frequented by the lowest classes . You may imagine what a mine of investi- gation was opened to me . Cranmer . What was the sleep - medicine like ? I mean ...
... kind at the extreme end of the long line of the cross - a shop which was much frequented by the lowest classes . You may imagine what a mine of investi- gation was opened to me . Cranmer . What was the sleep - medicine like ? I mean ...
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... kind- ness and affection , when he is teasing Mil- verton , that wins my heart . And that wife of his is so fond of him : it almost makes one cross to see it . ) Ellesmere . But , my dear Sir Arthur , more about sleep . Attend , Mildred ...
... kind- ness and affection , when he is teasing Mil- verton , that wins my heart . And that wife of his is so fond of him : it almost makes one cross to see it . ) Ellesmere . But , my dear Sir Arthur , more about sleep . Attend , Mildred ...
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... kind from you it is your business to make him behave properly . This is an animal I should have had nothing to do with [ here she pulled his ear ] if you had not declared that he was safe and good . Sir Arthur . In double harness ? Did ...
... kind from you it is your business to make him behave properly . This is an animal I should have had nothing to do with [ here she pulled his ear ] if you had not declared that he was safe and good . Sir Arthur . In double harness ? Did ...
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... kind of awe . I cannot think how you invent the things you do invent . I regard you with the same kind of dread that our friend Kingsley says savage men feel for savage women - a dread , by the way , I must own I largely feel for ...
... kind of awe . I cannot think how you invent the things you do invent . I regard you with the same kind of dread that our friend Kingsley says savage men feel for savage women - a dread , by the way , I must own I largely feel for ...
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... kind . The cause of this was manifest when , rousing himself at last from his reverie , he paced up and down the long wooden balcony . It was then perceptible that he halted slightly in his walk ; and , indeed , he had been lame from ...
... kind . The cause of this was manifest when , rousing himself at last from his reverie , he paced up and down the long wooden balcony . It was then perceptible that he halted slightly in his walk ; and , indeed , he had been lame from ...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Том 58 David Masson,George Grove,John Morley,Mowbray Morris Полный просмотр - 1888 |
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Стр. 17 - Whosoever will be saved, before all things it is necessary, that he hold the Catholic Faith. Which Faith, except every one do keep whole and undefiled, without doubt he shall perish everlastingly.
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Стр. 197 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
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Стр. 197 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek...
Стр. 202 - To the man who plays well the highest stakes are paid with that sort of overflowing generosity with which the strong shows delight in strength. And one who plays ill is checkmated — without haste, but without remorse. My metaphor will remind some of you of the famous picture in which, Eetzsch has depicted Satan playing at chess with man for his soul.
Стр. 259 - Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final restingplace for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live.
Стр. 202 - The player on the other side is hidden from us. We know that his play is always fair, just, and patient. But also we know, to our cost, that he never overlooks a mistake, or makes the smallest allowance for ignorance. To the man who plays well, the highest stakes are paid, with that sort of overflowing generosity with which the strong shows delight in strength. And one who plays ill is checkmated — without haste, but without remorse.
Стр. 197 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Стр. 196 - Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? DoCT. Do you mark that? LADY M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.