Scott's Monthly Magazine, Том 4J.J. Toon, 1867 |
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... sweet restorer , balmy sleep . " It is just as unnatural and injurious to de- prive him of his food , as to deprive him of his sleep . Sleep is natural - not artificial- and when a man or boy has had what his constitution requires of it ...
... sweet restorer , balmy sleep . " It is just as unnatural and injurious to de- prive him of his food , as to deprive him of his sleep . Sleep is natural - not artificial- and when a man or boy has had what his constitution requires of it ...
Стр. 493
... sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June ! in . A girl not over fifteen sat on the piano- stool , whereby she had swung herself round so as to face the company after singing . She was as sweet as an angel could ...
... sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June ! in . A girl not over fifteen sat on the piano- stool , whereby she had swung herself round so as to face the company after singing . She was as sweet as an angel could ...
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... sweet , child - voice : Paul wrung my hand unmercifully , and whispered quickly : ' Allow me to present you ; ' and before I could think , turned me face to face with Carrie Gray . I am certain my eyes then looked upon the most magnifi ...
... sweet , child - voice : Paul wrung my hand unmercifully , and whispered quickly : ' Allow me to present you ; ' and before I could think , turned me face to face with Carrie Gray . I am certain my eyes then looked upon the most magnifi ...
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... sweet ! " I stood beside the grave a long time in deep meditation , and presently from the flowers , and trees , and rivers , and winds , there came a deep but sweet voice , saying : " Go not toward Parnassus , for you must cross the ...
... sweet ! " I stood beside the grave a long time in deep meditation , and presently from the flowers , and trees , and rivers , and winds , there came a deep but sweet voice , saying : " Go not toward Parnassus , for you must cross the ...
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... sweet , seems the slumber of the newly dead ! -how visibly that word of God's own coinage , Peace , is written on their silent faces ! Who is there that in the midst of sorrow , of tur- moil , of trouble - nay , even of daily and petty ...
... sweet , seems the slumber of the newly dead ! -how visibly that word of God's own coinage , Peace , is written on their silent faces ! Who is there that in the midst of sorrow , of tur- moil , of trouble - nay , even of daily and petty ...
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Стр. 736 - Good sir, why do you start ; and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair? — I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction...
Стр. 616 - I forget the decision. His sauce should be considered : decidedly, a few bread crumbs, done up with his liver and brains, and a dash of mild sage. But banish, dear Mrs. Cook, I beseech you, the whole onion tribe. Barbecue your whole hogs to your palate, steep them in shalots, stuff them out with plantations of the rank and guilty garlic ; you cannot poison them, or make them stronger than they are ; but consider, he is a weakling, — a flower.
Стр. 669 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Стр. 738 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Стр. 616 - There is no flavour comparable, I will contend, to that of the crisp, tawny, well-watched, not over-roasted crackling, as it is well called ; the very teeth are invited to their share of the pleasure at this banquet in overcoming the coy, brittle resistance, with the adhesive oleaginous.
Стр. 488 - Forasmuch as it hath pleased the Almighty God by the wise disposition of his divine providence so to Order and dispose of things that we the Inhabitants and Residents of Windsor...
Стр. 510 - I HAVE often thought upon death, and I find it the least of all evils. All that which is past is as a dream ; and he that hopes or depends upon time coming, dreams waking.
Стр. 738 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Стр. 616 - O call it not fat ! but an indefinable sweetness growing up to it — the tender blossoming of fat, fat cropped in the bud, taken in the shoot, in the first innocence, the cream and quintessence of the child-pig's yet pure food — the lean, no lean, but a kind of animal manna, or rather, fat and lean (if it must be so) so blended and running into each other, that both together make but one ambrosian result or common substance. Behold him while he is " doing ; " it seemeth rather a refreshing warmth...
Стр. 748 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth : and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book : who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book kills reason itself — kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.