The Illustrated Magazine, Volumes 23-24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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... tell this man , whom she felt she could trust , the whole story of her life ? Some- thing seemed to warn her against the folly of acquainting an utter stranger with the miserable details . With a great effort she mustered up enough ...
... tell this man , whom she felt she could trust , the whole story of her life ? Some- thing seemed to warn her against the folly of acquainting an utter stranger with the miserable details . With a great effort she mustered up enough ...
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... tell . It was now noon , and they some- times could see through the storm for twenty yards , but they had only one momentary glimpse of the hills through all that terrible day . Yet Hogg persisted in going by himself after- wards to ...
... tell . It was now noon , and they some- times could see through the storm for twenty yards , but they had only one momentary glimpse of the hills through all that terrible day . Yet Hogg persisted in going by himself after- wards to ...
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... tell of the months. | " Horrid weather ! but I must go out ! " And , baving arrived at this conclusion , out he went . Now , the doctor , as he strode manfully down the street , under the shelter of a big cotton umbrella , did not look ...
... tell of the months. | " Horrid weather ! but I must go out ! " And , baving arrived at this conclusion , out he went . Now , the doctor , as he strode manfully down the street , under the shelter of a big cotton umbrella , did not look ...
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... Tell Miss Hamilton , if you please , " she said to the servant , " that Myra Dawson has come with the work . " Then she whispered some words to her mother , who also said , " Poor thing ! " " You will not lose this now , will you ...
... Tell Miss Hamilton , if you please , " she said to the servant , " that Myra Dawson has come with the work . " Then she whispered some words to her mother , who also said , " Poor thing ! " " You will not lose this now , will you ...
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... tell him he's a sneak ! I must go to Will , I say ! Let me go . " ― And he struggled hard to free himself . " Well , go , and be to you ! " cried the other at last . " But I tell you he won't speak to you ; he was never the same since ...
... tell him he's a sneak ! I must go to Will , I say ! Let me go . " ― And he struggled hard to free himself . " Well , go , and be to you ! " cried the other at last . " But I tell you he won't speak to you ; he was never the same since ...
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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.