Eliza Cook's journal, Том 6 |
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... effect , and the curtain fell amidst " blaze of triumph ! and a grand triumph it was for the Great Master . Never was success more decided , or more deservedly obtained , and it yet remains a question whether , as a musical production ...
... effect , and the curtain fell amidst " blaze of triumph ! and a grand triumph it was for the Great Master . Never was success more decided , or more deservedly obtained , and it yet remains a question whether , as a musical production ...
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... effect their purpose ! He was of a much higher rank than her own , and skilled in all such powers of gallantry as were calculated to win a weak woman's heart . A villain , who can practise such arts , is often loved and preferred to ...
... effect their purpose ! He was of a much higher rank than her own , and skilled in all such powers of gallantry as were calculated to win a weak woman's heart . A villain , who can practise such arts , is often loved and preferred to ...
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... effect is peculiar . Behind , few things could so well aid the slouching shoulders , in destroying every appearance of breadth . In front , the little stomacher , flat amid the unshapely fullness around it , gives to the chest the ...
... effect is peculiar . Behind , few things could so well aid the slouching shoulders , in destroying every appearance of breadth . In front , the little stomacher , flat amid the unshapely fullness around it , gives to the chest the ...
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... effects of this description often result from gastric and hepatic derangement every practitioner of medicine knows , and ... effect of destroying the abominable prac- tice which destroys health , peace , and loveliness.- Dr. Geo . Dunn ...
... effects of this description often result from gastric and hepatic derangement every practitioner of medicine knows , and ... effect of destroying the abominable prac- tice which destroys health , peace , and loveliness.- Dr. Geo . Dunn ...
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... effects , that they depend upon the same causes . We observe sometimes in the events of a period which is present to us , a certain likeness to the circumstances of some age which has gone by . History tells us what the result of that ...
... effects , that they depend upon the same causes . We observe sometimes in the events of a period which is present to us , a certain likeness to the circumstances of some age which has gone by . History tells us what the result of that ...
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Стр. 323 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day, Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Стр. 323 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay. That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters. Not from the bards sublime. Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Стр. 342 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river ; Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran.
Стр. 37 - Here's flowers for you: Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises, weeping; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
Стр. 128 - For want of a nail, the shoe was lost, For want of a shoe, the horse was lost, For want of a horse, the rider was lost, For want of a rider, the battle was lost.
Стр. 83 - Lines Written in Early Spring I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.
Стр. 342 - Through muddy impurity, As when with the daring Last look of despairing Fixed on futurity. Perishing gloomily, Spurred by contumely, Cold inhumanity, Burning insanity, Into her rest, — Cross her hands humbly, As if praying dumbly, Over her breast! Owning her weakness, Her evil behaviour, And leaving, with meekness, Her sins to her Saviour!
Стр. 36 - And they answered the angel of the Lord that stood among the myrtle trees, and said, 'We have walked to and fro through the earth, and, behold, all the earth sitteth still, and is at rest.
Стр. 108 - Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 225 - The silent majesty of these deep woods, Its presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth, As to the sunshine and the pure, bright air Their tops the green trees lift. Hence gifted bards Have ever loved the calm and quiet shades. For them there was an eloquent voice in all The sylvan pomp of woods, the golden sun, The flowers, the leaves, the river on its way, Blue skies, and silver clouds, and gentle winds...