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They were mostly men middle-aged, or past the prime of life, bronzed, weather-
beaten, hardy-looking fellows, whose white moustaches contrasted well with their
sun-burned faces. All their weapons and equipments were of a superior kind, ...
They were mostly men middle-aged, or past the prime of life, bronzed, weather-
beaten, hardy-looking fellows, whose white moustaches contrasted well with their
sun-burned faces. All their weapons and equipments were of a superior kind, ...
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shakos, and their long-flapped vests, descending to the middle of the thigh;
neither had I seen the “Hussars de la mort,” in their richly-braided uniform of
black, and their long hair curled in ringlets at either side of the face. The
cuirassiers, too ...
shakos, and their long-flapped vests, descending to the middle of the thigh;
neither had I seen the “Hussars de la mort,” in their richly-braided uniform of
black, and their long hair curled in ringlets at either side of the face. The
cuirassiers, too ...
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I was at first disposed to refuse, but her pitiful face and sad plight made me think
better of it;. : #. seized the bridle at once; but just as I had done so, the escort
galloped forward, and the dragoons coming on the flank of the miserable beast,
over ...
I was at first disposed to refuse, but her pitiful face and sad plight made me think
better of it;. : #. seized the bridle at once; but just as I had done so, the escort
galloped forward, and the dragoons coming on the flank of the miserable beast,
over ...
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The poor woman raised her bloodshot eyes to his face, as if she was uzzled by
his words. She saw that e was suffering, and with intuitive delicacy she desisted
from pressing her wants, though her need was great. “Well, well, yer honor,
many's ...
The poor woman raised her bloodshot eyes to his face, as if she was uzzled by
his words. She saw that e was suffering, and with intuitive delicacy she desisted
from pressing her wants, though her need was great. “Well, well, yer honor,
many's ...
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shade of passion and scorn came over John Lawson's face, but he strove to
suppress it, and his voice was calm when he spoke. “Some time before my son
married you, I gave up all my business to him —I came to live here amongst trees
and ...
shade of passion and scorn came over John Lawson's face, but he strove to
suppress it, and his voice was calm when he spoke. “Some time before my son
married you, I gave up all my business to him —I came to live here amongst trees
and ...
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Стр. 53 - ... to establish a defence on the ground of insanity, it must be clearly proved that, at the time of the committing of the act, the party accused was laboring under such a defect of reason, from disease of the mind, as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing ; or, if he did know it, that he did not know he was doing what was wrong.
Стр. 220 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Стр. 214 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Стр. 213 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Стр. 214 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Стр. 338 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Стр. 331 - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Стр. 214 - Tis he whose law is reason; who depends Upon that law as on the best of friends; Whence, in a state where men are tempted still To evil for a guard against worse ill...
Стр. 333 - Invisible, yet liveth to the heart ; O'er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings, Or beats the gladsome air ; o'er all that glides Beneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself, And mighty depth of waters. Wonder not If high the transport, great the joy I felt, Communing in this sort through earth and heaven With every form of creature, as it looked Towards the Uncreated with a countenance Of adoration, with an eye of love. One song they sang, and it was audible, Most audible, then, when the fleshly...
Стр. 122 - But the harvest time of Love is there. Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
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| Название | The Dublin university magazine |
| Автор | University magazine |
| Соавтор | Dublin city, univ |
| Опубликована: | 1850 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Оксфордский университет |
| Оцифровано | 7 ноя 2006 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |