Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Том 20James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch J. Fraser, 1879 Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle. |
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... round hand the letters v . b . c . ' Mr. Jellicorse could swear that they were ' v . b . c . ' ' Don't ask me to eat any dinner to - day , ' he exclaimed when his wife came to fetch him . ' Diana , I am occupied ; go and eat it up ...
... round hand the letters v . b . c . ' Mr. Jellicorse could swear that they were ' v . b . c . ' ' Don't ask me to eat any dinner to - day , ' he exclaimed when his wife came to fetch him . ' Diana , I am occupied ; go and eat it up ...
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... Round the shoulders of the upland , like the arch of a great arm - chair , ran a barren scraggy ridge , whereupon no tree could stand upright , no cow be certain of her own tail , and scarcely a crow breast the violent air by stooping ...
... Round the shoulders of the upland , like the arch of a great arm - chair , ran a barren scraggy ridge , whereupon no tree could stand upright , no cow be certain of her own tail , and scarcely a crow breast the violent air by stooping ...
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... round the inevitable event . To collect examples of how it is accomplished is more than a pleasure , it is a duty . And , not to speak of anything so important , there is no event of life that does not interest us in the same way . We ...
... round the inevitable event . To collect examples of how it is accomplished is more than a pleasure , it is a duty . And , not to speak of anything so important , there is no event of life that does not interest us in the same way . We ...
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... round his wife's table , should entertain at the bottom of his heart an inextinguishable regret , a half - smothered yearning for his preacher and his district - visiting , and all the homely good works and ambi- tions of his youth ...
... round his wife's table , should entertain at the bottom of his heart an inextinguishable regret , a half - smothered yearning for his preacher and his district - visiting , and all the homely good works and ambi- tions of his youth ...
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... round - what is it now he lacks ? A proper strip of bark wherewith to wipe his axe . Which done , he turns , goes in , closes the door behind . The others mute remain , watching the blood - snake wind Into a hiding - place among the ...
... round - what is it now he lacks ? A proper strip of bark wherewith to wipe his axe . Which done , he turns , goes in , closes the door behind . The others mute remain , watching the blood - snake wind Into a hiding - place among the ...
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Стр. 63 - O the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance...
Стр. 114 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Стр. 471 - God, from Whom all holy desires, all good counsels, and all just works do proceed; Give unto Thy servants that peace which the world cannot give; that both our hearts may be set to obey Thy commandments, and also that by Thee we being defended from the fear of our enemies may pass our time in rest and quietness; through the merits of Jesus Christ our Saviour.
Стр. 72 - And will be, tho' as yet I keep Within his court on earth, and sleep Encompass'd by his faithful guard, And hear at times a sentinel Who moves about from place to place, And whispers to the worlds of space, In the deep night, that all is well. CXXVII. And all is well, tho...
Стр. 36 - The City's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion. in Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Стр. 249 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She...
Стр. 31 - Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together ; and our lips With other eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them, and the wells Which boil under our being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deepest life, shall be Confused in passion's golden purity, As mountain-springs under the morning Sun.
Стр. 33 - Lift not the painted veil which those who live Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe With colours idly spread, — behind, lurk Fear And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
Стр. 35 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Стр. 56 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.