The Living Age, 263. kötetLiving Age Company, 1909 |
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11. oldal
... course of na- ture when the course of nature is mis- chievous . It will not " defy " natural laws , but it will employ them for the general benefit . It will understand that the struggle for life or the struggle for power , with all its ...
... course of na- ture when the course of nature is mis- chievous . It will not " defy " natural laws , but it will employ them for the general benefit . It will understand that the struggle for life or the struggle for power , with all its ...
26. oldal
... course , but at your unfettered- 99 " Again no , sir , " more stiffly . " I de- cline to act for ye ; I will accept no commission : I can entertain nothing of the kind . " " But , my dear Major- " " Sir Robin , I must be gone ; I am ...
... course , but at your unfettered- 99 " Again no , sir , " more stiffly . " I de- cline to act for ye ; I will accept no commission : I can entertain nothing of the kind . " " But , my dear Major- " " Sir Robin , I must be gone ; I am ...
35. oldal
... course if the Clelands are late , we can't help it . Anyhow- [ pause , as if making up his mind ] I've been going into the accounts , and it may be said that we've turned the corner - but not very far . There's been a profit of about a ...
... course if the Clelands are late , we can't help it . Anyhow- [ pause , as if making up his mind ] I've been going into the accounts , and it may be said that we've turned the corner - but not very far . There's been a profit of about a ...
41. oldal
... course you can act . Emily . How do you know ? You've never seen me . Sir C. I'm sure you can . Emily . And what's going to happen now ? Happen ? Nothing ! The Do you think I I knew there'd Sir C. theatre will go on . can't run a ...
... course you can act . Emily . How do you know ? You've never seen me . Sir C. I'm sure you can . Emily . And what's going to happen now ? Happen ? Nothing ! The Do you think I I knew there'd Sir C. theatre will go on . can't run a ...
42. oldal
... course I'm rather pe- culiar ; I can only do things in my own way ; but look here - there are one or two things I want to talk to you about . To begin with , do you know why I've never been to a performance at the Prince's when you were ...
... course I'm rather pe- culiar ; I can only do things in my own way ; but look here - there are one or two things I want to talk to you about . To begin with , do you know why I've never been to a performance at the Prince's when you were ...
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162. oldal - Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
483. oldal - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
614. oldal - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
481. oldal - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
229. oldal - The Ball no question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Here or There as strikes the Player goes; And He that toss'd you down into the Field, He knows about it all — HE knows — HE knows!
294. oldal - They precisely suit my taste, - solid and substantial, written on the strength of beef and through the inspiration of ale, and just as real as if some giant had hewn a great lump out of the earth and put it under a glass case, with all its inhabitants going about their daily business, and not suspecting that they were being made a show of.
163. oldal - How high they soar'd above the crowd ! Theirs was no common party race, Jostling by dark intrigue for place ; Like fabled Gods, their mighty war Shook realms and nations in its jar ; Beneath each banner proud to stand, Look'd up the noblest of the land, Till through the British world were known The names of PITT and Fox alone.
530. oldal - ... their aimless courses, their random achievements and acquirements, the impotent conclusion of longstanding facts, the tokens so faint and broken of a superintending design, the blind evolution of what turn out to be great powers or truths, the progress of things, as if from unreasoning elements, not towards final causes, the greatness and littleness of man, his farreaching aims, his short duration, the curtain hung over his futurity, the disappointments of life, the defeat of good, the success...
162. oldal - Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell ; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds sung, The dirge of lovely Rosabelle ! XXIV.
635. oldal - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!