The Living Age, Tom 199E. Littell & Company, 1893 |
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... town , and haunting the precincts of Burlington House , there had been the same ordeal to face on his return about six o'clock . He had been irritated , It was , I think , an intuitive percep- tion of this which , as much as anything ...
... town , and haunting the precincts of Burlington House , there had been the same ordeal to face on his return about six o'clock . He had been irritated , It was , I think , an intuitive percep- tion of this which , as much as anything ...
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... town , and re- and the four little boys who wound turned bearing in one hand his new up the " baker's dozen , " but he had portmanteau , in the other his bag . By much ado to bear and forbear with good luck , the initials " B. M. A. ...
... town , and re- and the four little boys who wound turned bearing in one hand his new up the " baker's dozen , " but he had portmanteau , in the other his bag . By much ado to bear and forbear with good luck , the initials " B. M. A. ...
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... town , but still he did occasionally have a visitor those , we say , who now and then looked him up , and partook of his hospitality , were wonderfully charmed with their host , and he made more friends than he had ever done before . He ...
... town , but still he did occasionally have a visitor those , we say , who now and then looked him up , and partook of his hospitality , were wonderfully charmed with their host , and he made more friends than he had ever done before . He ...
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... town are still , like quaint odd toadstools in mo- white , and pale yellow , and fine worn- tion . All household furniture remov- out pink , with narrow , green painted ing among the poor is done by hand . verandahs which soon lose ...
... town are still , like quaint odd toadstools in mo- white , and pale yellow , and fine worn- tion . All household furniture remov- out pink , with narrow , green painted ing among the poor is done by hand . verandahs which soon lose ...
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... town , the east - day hunted for the English cemetery in ern quarters , one cannot help notic- which Fielding lies buried , and found ing the still remaining influence of the it at last just at the back of a little open Moors . There ...
... town , the east - day hunted for the English cemetery in ern quarters , one cannot help notic- which Fielding lies buried , and found ing the still remaining influence of the it at last just at the back of a little open Moors . There ...
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Strona 618 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Strona 104 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Strona 115 - ... purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Strona 411 - Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine — A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!"— but o'er the Past (Dim gulf) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast!
Strona 127 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Strona 434 - If thou be'st born to strange sights, Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear No where Lives a woman true, and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to...
Strona 618 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Strona 436 - There were hills, which garnished their proud heights with stately trees ; humble valleys, whose base estate seemed comforted with the refreshing of silver rivers: .meadows, enamelled with all sorts of eye-pleasing' .flowers ; thickets, which being lined with most pleasant shade were witnessed so...
Strona 435 - With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots, Wreathe iron pokers into true-love knots ; Rhyme's sturdy cripple, fancy's maze and clue, Wit's forge and fire-blast, meaning's press and screw.
Strona 611 - If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the poet will lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man.