Macmillan's Magazine, Том 60Macmillan and Company, 1889 |
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... Play on the Italian Lakes , A Poor Whites of the Southern States , The ; by A. G. BRADLEY Prentice , Archibald : A Page in the History of Journalism ; by R. DUNLOP Progress and War ; by GOLDWIN SMITH . Prudentius ; by the REV . F. ST ...
... Play on the Italian Lakes , A Poor Whites of the Southern States , The ; by A. G. BRADLEY Prentice , Archibald : A Page in the History of Journalism ; by R. DUNLOP Progress and War ; by GOLDWIN SMITH . Prudentius ; by the REV . F. ST ...
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... play ? " He made a passionate gesture and cried : " I know nothing about it , sir . I want you to believe that , and I want the lady to believe it more'n you . She had pity for me when I - when I- " He paused with a gasp and a swift ...
... play ? " He made a passionate gesture and cried : " I know nothing about it , sir . I want you to believe that , and I want the lady to believe it more'n you . She had pity for me when I - when I- " He paused with a gasp and a swift ...
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... play them some ugly trick if I were not closely watched . The size of the brigantine scarcely ex- ceeded a hundred and fifty tons , and I never remember seeing a prettier model . She had a true piratical sheer forwards , a run of bow ...
... play them some ugly trick if I were not closely watched . The size of the brigantine scarcely ex- ceeded a hundred and fifty tons , and I never remember seeing a prettier model . She had a true piratical sheer forwards , a run of bow ...
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... play of smile on her lips as I had once before noticed , " that I dare not risk our being separ- ated by so much as the movement of a finger , without feeling sure of the result . Besides , " I continued , sinking my voice again ...
... play of smile on her lips as I had once before noticed , " that I dare not risk our being separ- ated by so much as the movement of a finger , without feeling sure of the result . Besides , " I continued , sinking my voice again ...
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... played until now . ' Tis to be Jack's requiem over Broadwater . God help us ! what a muddle that creature has brought us into . " Just then Mole held up his hand to attract my attention . " Jest a bit of sailors ' pleasuring , Mr ...
... played until now . ' Tis to be Jack's requiem over Broadwater . God help us ! what a muddle that creature has brought us into . " Just then Mole held up his hand to attract my attention . " Jest a bit of sailors ' pleasuring , Mr ...
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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. 266 - The night was winter in his roughest mood ; The morning sharp and clear. But now at noon Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below.
Стр. 266 - Here Ouse, slow winding through a level plain Of spacious meads with cattle sprinkled o'er, Conducts the eye along his sinuous course Delighted.
Стр. 266 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half...
Стр. 107 - Impatience marked in his averted eyes ; And, some habitual queries hurried o'er, Without reply, he rushes on the door ; His drooping patient, long inured to pain, And long unheeded, knows remonstrance vain ; He ceases now the feeble help to crave Of man ; and silent sinks into the grave. But ere his death, some pious doubts arise, Some simple fears, which
Стр. 229 - There is a wisdom in this beyond the rules of physic : a man's own observation, what he finds good of, and what he finds hurt of, is the best physic to preserve health.
Стр. 107 - With speed that, entering, speaks his haste to go, He bids the gazing throng around him fly, And carries fate and physic in his eye...
Стр. 107 - Thus groan the old, till by disease oppressed, They taste a final woe, and then they rest Theirs is yon House that holds the parish poor, Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day; There children dwell who know no parents' care; Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there!
Стр. 229 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Стр. 162 - We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Стр. 77 - I have remarked that a true delineation of the smallest man, and his scene of pilgrimage through life, is capable of interesting the greatest man ; that all men are to an unspeakable degree brothers, each man's life a strange emblem of every man's ; and that Human Portraits, faithfully drawn, are of all pictures the welcomest on human walls.