The Illustrated Magazine, Volumes 23-24Ward and Lock, 1867 - Literature |
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... perhaps , is too much for you ; soon get accustomed to it , though , " said he kindly . " Thanks ; only a momentary weakness , " said Nathalie , re - arranging her dishevelled hair , and sinking into her seat . " And so you think that I ...
... perhaps , is too much for you ; soon get accustomed to it , though , " said he kindly . " Thanks ; only a momentary weakness , " said Nathalie , re - arranging her dishevelled hair , and sinking into her seat . " And so you think that I ...
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... perhaps , just one little touch of envy at the bride's happy lot ( and who may blame them ? They are but women , and , though their hearts be soured by disappointment and broken vows , have something womanly lingering about them still ) ...
... perhaps , just one little touch of envy at the bride's happy lot ( and who may blame them ? They are but women , and , though their hearts be soured by disappointment and broken vows , have something womanly lingering about them still ) ...
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... perhaps , as bad men and women now , though they do not flutter their painted wings in the sun of court favour , but the bons mots and gay dresses are vanished things . Who would think now - a - days of taking perfumed baths daily , as ...
... perhaps , as bad men and women now , though they do not flutter their painted wings in the sun of court favour , but the bons mots and gay dresses are vanished things . Who would think now - a - days of taking perfumed baths daily , as ...
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... perhaps the most wonderful of all that treasure - house of wonders , and an in- solent vagrant sparrow who has lost his way flutters about , the sole living inhabitant of the spot where so lately the world and his wife , aye , and his ...
... perhaps the most wonderful of all that treasure - house of wonders , and an in- solent vagrant sparrow who has lost his way flutters about , the sole living inhabitant of the spot where so lately the world and his wife , aye , and his ...
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... perhaps , deserved the title more tho- roughly than Charlemagne , the Karolus Mag- nus of the middle - age writers . The source from which most details of Charle- magne's life are taken is not , perhaps , very well known to the general ...
... perhaps , deserved the title more tho- roughly than Charlemagne , the Karolus Mag- nus of the middle - age writers . The source from which most details of Charle- magne's life are taken is not , perhaps , very well known to the general ...
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Page 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Page 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Page 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Page 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Page 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Page 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Page 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Page 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.