Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 13Macmillan and Company, 1866 |
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... followed by remittent fever . In five days he was gone ; his last soldierly words being : - " I am pre- " pared : I have endeavoured to do my " duty . " But he left an ominous legacy to his countrymen in the person of his son - in - law ...
... followed by remittent fever . In five days he was gone ; his last soldierly words being : - " I am pre- " pared : I have endeavoured to do my " duty . " But he left an ominous legacy to his countrymen in the person of his son - in - law ...
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... followed by a rabble with straw and pine brands , came forth on the meadow , the count halted , and appeared to be giving orders . " The ruffian ! He is calling them on ! Now " began Ebbo . " Nay , there is no sign yet that he is not ...
... followed by a rabble with straw and pine brands , came forth on the meadow , the count halted , and appeared to be giving orders . " The ruffian ! He is calling them on ! Now " began Ebbo . " Nay , there is no sign yet that he is not ...
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... followed by three other of the men - at - arms , fully equipped . " Ha ! what means this ? " demanded Ebbo . " Peace , sir Baron , " said Heinz , ad- vancing so as to place his large person between Ebbo's bed and the strange hunter ...
... followed by three other of the men - at - arms , fully equipped . " Ha ! what means this ? " demanded Ebbo . " Peace , sir Baron , " said Heinz , ad- vancing so as to place his large person between Ebbo's bed and the strange hunter ...
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... followed one another faster and faster . Here ( position roughly 124 ° E. 33 ° S. ) the Banksias became more common , and a new tree began to appear the silver wattle ( an acacia , one of the most familiar trees in the rich parts of ...
... followed one another faster and faster . Here ( position roughly 124 ° E. 33 ° S. ) the Banksias became more common , and a new tree began to appear the silver wattle ( an acacia , one of the most familiar trees in the rich parts of ...
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... followed by a single median portion representing the cere bellum , which lies on the medulla ob- longata , or continuation of the spinal cord . Of these three pairs of ganglia the most anterior , or olfactory , are almost invariably the ...
... followed by a single median portion representing the cere bellum , which lies on the medulla ob- longata , or continuation of the spinal cord . Of these three pairs of ganglia the most anterior , or olfactory , are almost invariably the ...
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Page 208 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Page 201 - O Beautiful ! my Country ! ours once more ! Smoothing thy gold of war-dishevelled hair O'er such sweet brows as never other wore, And letting thy set lips, Freed from wrath's pale eclipse, The rosy edges of their smile lay bare, What words divine of lover or of poet Could tell our love and make thee know it, Among the Nations bright beyond compare ? What were our lives without thee ? What all our lives to save thee ? We reck not what we gave thee ; We will not dare to doubt thee, But ask whatever...
Page 452 - Yes, thou art gone ! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with...
Page 452 - Ah, vain ! These English fields, this upland dim, These brambles pale with mist engarlanded, That lone, sky-pointing tree, are not for him ; To a boon southern country he is fled, And now in happier air, Wandering with the great Mother's train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow, the mighty Mother doth not see) Within a folding of the Apennine...
Page 166 - This greatest of civil wars was not gradually developed by popular commotion, tumultuous assemblies, or local unorganized insurrections. However long may have been its previous conception, it nevertheless sprung forth suddenly from the parent brain, a Minerva in the full panoply of war. The President was bound to meet it in the shape it presented itself, without waiting for Congress to baptize it with a name ; and no name given to it by him or them could change the fact.
Page 450 - He hearkens not ! light comer, he is flown ! What matters it? next year he will return, And we shall have him in the sweet spring-days, With whitening hedges, and uncrumpling fern, And blue-bells trembling by the forest-ways, And scent of hay new-mown.
Page 450 - It irk'd him to be here, he could not rest. He loved each simple joy the country yields, He loved his mates; but yet he could not keep, For that a shadow lour'd on the fields, Here with the shepherds and the silly sheep.
Page 237 - If ye, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him?
Page 450 - Too rare, too rare, grow now my visits here, But once I knew each field, each flower, each stick; And with the country-folk acquaintance made By barn in threshing-time, by new-built rick.
Page 453 - Sings his Sicilian fold, His sheep, his hapless love, his blinded eyes — And how a call celestial round him rang, And heavenward from the fountain-brink he sprang, And all the marvel of the golden skies.