The Living Age, Volume 127E. Littell & Company, 1875 |
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... returned to the continued but harmless fusilade directed at the building . Some of the mutineers , emboldened at ... returning the weap- on , and resuming his own . " I aimed at the fellow's stomach , but I think I hit him through the ...
... returned to the continued but harmless fusilade directed at the building . Some of the mutineers , emboldened at ... returning the weap- on , and resuming his own . " I aimed at the fellow's stomach , but I think I hit him through the ...
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... returned , and , taking his arm , they sallied forth to seek their train . As they passed the second - class refreshment room , a very seedy - looking individual issued from it ; a short , thin , red - faced man with a dingy , battered ...
... returned , and , taking his arm , they sallied forth to seek their train . As they passed the second - class refreshment room , a very seedy - looking individual issued from it ; a short , thin , red - faced man with a dingy , battered ...
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... returned Tom Reed , with momentary gravity ; and dinner proceeded without anything further than newspaper talk till dessert banished their attendant . " I cannot tell you what pleasure it gives me to see you both , " said Mrs. Travers ...
... returned Tom Reed , with momentary gravity ; and dinner proceeded without anything further than newspaper talk till dessert banished their attendant . " I cannot tell you what pleasure it gives me to see you both , " said Mrs. Travers ...
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... returned Ford ; but he dragged out his words with a visible effort . A short silence ensued , and Ford " I imagine the power to relieve suffer- ing , even in a slight degree , is too great a luxury not to require self - control as much ...
... returned Ford ; but he dragged out his words with a visible effort . A short silence ensued , and Ford " I imagine the power to relieve suffer- ing , even in a slight degree , is too great a luxury not to require self - control as much ...
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... returned Mrs. Travers smiling , as she drew forth the letter and opened it slowly . " What a horrible hand ! but cruelly firm . It has evidently been dashed off in hot haste . I must glance through it before I read aloud . " ( Reed and ...
... returned Mrs. Travers smiling , as she drew forth the letter and opened it slowly . " What a horrible hand ! but cruelly firm . It has evidently been dashed off in hot haste . I must glance through it before I read aloud . " ( Reed and ...
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Page 227 - He is made one with nature; there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird: He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Page 227 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Page 319 - O'er other creatures. Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best. All higher knowledge in her presence falls Degraded: wisdom in discourse with her Loses discountenanced, and like folly shows.
Page 207 - And it came to pass at noon that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud, for he is a god; either he is talking, or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or peradventure he sleepeth, and must be awaked. And they cried aloud, and cut themselves after their manner with knives and lancets, till the blood gushed out upon them.
Page 229 - Half hidden from the eye ! —Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and O! The difference to me ! 178.
Page 226 - Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly ; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Page 228 - A light is past from the revolving year, And man, and woman; and what still is dear Attracts to crush, repels to make thee' wither. The soft sky smiles,- — the low wind whispers near; 'Tis Adonais calls! oh, hasten thither, No more let life divide what -death can join together.
Page 227 - Weep no more, woeful Shepherds, weep no more ! For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 186 - Croesus' wealth a straw; For care, I care not what it is; I fear not fortune's fatal law; My mind is such as may not move For beauty bright, or force of love. I wish but what I have at will; I wander not to seek for more; I like the plain, I climb no hill; In greatest storms I sit on shore, And laugh at them that toil in vain To get what must be lost again.
Page 228 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments. — Die, If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek! Follow where all is fled! — Rome's azure sky, Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words, are weak The glory they transfuse with fitting truth to speak.