The Living Age, 272. kötetLiving Age Company, 1912 |
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ii. oldal
... Italian War . French Military Aviation in 1911 Akso Wad Dok . BOOKMAN . • 557 , 619 331 The Impenetrability of Pooh - Bah . The Poor Man's Voice . 396 Fiction and Portraiture . 247 306 • 368 • The English Opium - Eater 571 · Santa ...
... Italian War . French Military Aviation in 1911 Akso Wad Dok . BOOKMAN . • 557 , 619 331 The Impenetrability of Pooh - Bah . The Poor Man's Voice . 396 Fiction and Portraiture . 247 306 • 368 • The English Opium - Eater 571 · Santa ...
iii. oldal
... Italy . 716 A Winter's Walk in Andalucia 747 QUARTERLY REVIEW . Gil Blas . 27 21 NATURE . SATURDAY REVIEW ... Italian Freedom The Novels of George Gissing Mr. Roosevelt as Candidate . 47 175 251 675 • 810 BOOKS AND AUTHORS 62 ...
... Italy . 716 A Winter's Walk in Andalucia 747 QUARTERLY REVIEW . Gil Blas . 27 21 NATURE . SATURDAY REVIEW ... Italian Freedom The Novels of George Gissing Mr. Roosevelt as Candidate . 47 175 251 675 • 810 BOOKS AND AUTHORS 62 ...
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... Italian Freedom , English Songs of 251 Italy , The Re - Unification of . By 143 · Richard Bagot 713 • 660 , 720 , 783 Foul , The Cult of the . By Fred- eric Harrison 707 James , Mr. Henry , and His Pre- faces . By M. Sturge Gret- French ...
... Italian Freedom , English Songs of 251 Italy , The Re - Unification of . By 143 · Richard Bagot 713 • 660 , 720 , 783 Foul , The Cult of the . By Fred- eric Harrison 707 James , Mr. Henry , and His Pre- faces . By M. Sturge Gret- French ...
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... Italy , The . 675 Richard Bagot 323 · ' Ricksha Boy , The . By Philippa Bridges • Romance . By H. H. Bashford . Romance in the City . By G. E. M. Romance , Fiction and . By A. C. 268 Quiet Nights , The . By Katharine 642 Tynan Quiet ...
... Italy , The . 675 Richard Bagot 323 · ' Ricksha Boy , The . By Philippa Bridges • Romance . By H. H. Bashford . Romance in the City . By G. E. M. Romance , Fiction and . By A. C. 268 Quiet Nights , The . By Katharine 642 Tynan Quiet ...
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... Italian War , The . By Kepi Turkey , The Breakdown of . By Dr. E. J. Dillon . 2 420 331 601 184 • By G. S. Street 195 • · . Turn of the Tide , The . By Curio Turn of the Years , The . By V. H. Friedlaender 579 770 Socialist Danger , The ...
... Italian War , The . By Kepi Turkey , The Breakdown of . By Dr. E. J. Dillon . 2 420 331 601 184 • By G. S. Street 195 • · . Turn of the Tide , The . By Curio Turn of the Years , The . By V. H. Friedlaender 579 770 Socialist Danger , The ...
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194. oldal - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands ; He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
477. oldal - And she brought forth her first-born son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
189. oldal - He asked water, and she gave him milk; She brought forth butter in a lordly dish. She put her hand to the nail, And her right hand to the workman's hammer; And with the hammer she smote Sisera, She smote off his head, When she had pierced and stricken through his temples. At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down: At her feet he bowed, he fell: Where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
189. oldal - The mother of Sisera looked out at a window and cried through the lattice Why is his chariot so long in coming? why tarry the wheels of his chariots?
652. oldal - Now was I come up in Spirit through the flaming sword, into the paradise of God. All things were new; and all the creation gave another smell unto me than before, beyond what words can utter.
189. oldal - I shall see him, but not now ; I shall behold him, but not nigh : there shall come a Star out of Jacob, and a Sceptre shall rise out of Israel, and shall smite the corners of Moab, and destroy all the children of Sheth.
193. oldal - Take the cloak from his face, and at first Let the corpse do its worst. How he lies in his rights of a man ! Death has done all death can. And absorbed in the new life he leads, He recks not, he heeds Nor his wrong nor my vengeance — both strike On his senses alike, And are lost in the solemn and strange Surprise of the change. Ha, what avails death to erase His offence, my disgrace? I would we were boys as of old In the field, by the fold— His outrage, God's patience, man's scorn Were so easily...
275. oldal - ... own. The lady in question, at all events, with her slightly Michaelangelesque squareness, her eyes of other days, her full lips, her long neck, her recorded jewels, her brocaded and wasted reds, was a very great personage — only unaccompanied by a joy. And she was dead, dead, dead. Milly recognised her exactly in words that had nothing to do with her. " I shall never be better than this.
189. oldal - Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair When my Love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle care On fair Kirconnell lea.
194. oldal - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.