Littell's Living Age, Том 195Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1892 |
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... head of such an army ? ' " Championnet — Curiously enough , Nelson had , some years before , seen through Mack , and called him a wretched poltroon . and this is Napo- leon's opinion - had acted feebly in this campaign , and Macdonald ...
... head of such an army ? ' " Championnet — Curiously enough , Nelson had , some years before , seen through Mack , and called him a wretched poltroon . and this is Napo- leon's opinion - had acted feebly in this campaign , and Macdonald ...
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... head ? The cow- ard ! He deserted and sacrificed us all ; and do you think me such a fool , or a madman , that I should allow myself to be slain or taken prisoner in the out- skirts of Leipzig ? You ought to have done as I did , and ...
... head ? The cow- ard ! He deserted and sacrificed us all ; and do you think me such a fool , or a madman , that I should allow myself to be slain or taken prisoner in the out- skirts of Leipzig ? You ought to have done as I did , and ...
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... head to write a brochure on the follies , rivalries , and crimes of those dogs of the Conven- tion . " " Duc , this is an abrupt , and possibly. The second château , that of Surcigny , was the property of an unmarried , mid- dle - aged ...
... head to write a brochure on the follies , rivalries , and crimes of those dogs of the Conven- tion . " " Duc , this is an abrupt , and possibly. The second château , that of Surcigny , was the property of an unmarried , mid- dle - aged ...
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... head thrown back on her round , waxen throat , her dark eyes ablaze , her dimpled face almond white , with the lights behind her , so that her gleaming satin and pearls looked like moonlight , she faced this young Repub- lican colonel ...
... head thrown back on her round , waxen throat , her dark eyes ablaze , her dimpled face almond white , with the lights behind her , so that her gleaming satin and pearls looked like moonlight , she faced this young Repub- lican colonel ...
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... head to foot , but the words choked him . life , a slavery far worse than death . Monique fainted . Vivienne simply turned to their defeated counsel , who was in a white heat of passion , and stretched out her little hands , action and ...
... head to foot , but the words choked him . life , a slavery far worse than death . Monique fainted . Vivienne simply turned to their defeated counsel , who was in a white heat of passion , and stretched out her little hands , action and ...
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Стр. 333 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Стр. 475 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn...
Стр. 333 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Стр. 473 - And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return.
Стр. 321 - Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is- the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all science.
Стр. 369 - Since Chaucer was alive and hale, No man hath walkt along our roads with step So active, so inquiring eye, or tongue So varied in discourse.
Стр. 477 - Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down. So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard field, Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield.
Стр. 333 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Стр. 524 - This kind of life - the cheerless gloom of a hermit, with the unceasing moil of a galley-slave - brought me to my sixteenth year; a little before which period I first committed the sin of rhyme. You know our country custom of coupling a man and woman together as partners in the labours of harvest.
Стр. 559 - Had you, with these the same, but brought a mind! Some women do so. Had the mouth there urged 'God and the glory! never care for gain. The present by the future, what is that? Live for fame, side by side with Agnolo! Rafael is waiting: up to God, all three!