The Atlantic Monthly, 26. kötetAtlantic Monthly Company, 1870 |
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16. oldal
... morning on this wise : " - Hope you was n't kept awake last night , I'm sure . They generally cry for a night or two before they get through with it . If you'd been a man - minister now , I don't 16 [ July , A Woman's Pulpit .
... morning on this wise : " - Hope you was n't kept awake last night , I'm sure . They generally cry for a night or two before they get through with it . If you'd been a man - minister now , I don't 16 [ July , A Woman's Pulpit .
17. oldal
... hope ) the stillness and smallness of the very valley of humiliation , did not try to choose . I could only stand at my win- dow and softly say , " Before the moun- tains were brought forth , THOU art . " I do not know whether Mary Ann ...
... hope ) the stillness and smallness of the very valley of humiliation , did not try to choose . I could only stand at my win- dow and softly say , " Before the moun- tains were brought forth , THOU art . " I do not know whether Mary Ann ...
19. oldal
... only a quiet voice to fill and command the quiet place . I felt very much like a woman , quite enough like a lady , a little , I hope , like a Christian too . Like the old Greek sages , I " was not 1870. ] 19 A Woman's Pulpit .
... only a quiet voice to fill and command the quiet place . I felt very much like a woman , quite enough like a lady , a little , I hope , like a Christian too . Like the old Greek sages , I " was not 1870. ] 19 A Woman's Pulpit .
20. oldal
... hope . Arrived at this point in my narrative , I feel myself in strong sympathy with the famous historian of Old Mother Morey . For , when " my story ' s just be- gun , " why , " now , my story's done . " " Ce n'est pas la victoire ...
... hope . Arrived at this point in my narrative , I feel myself in strong sympathy with the famous historian of Old Mother Morey . For , when " my story ' s just be- gun , " why , " now , my story's done . " " Ce n'est pas la victoire ...
42. oldal
... hope it may be true , " he an- swered . " I can't feel so certain , while an accident — the discovery of the tor- pedo - plan , for instance - might change the prospects of the Amaranth . It will be a great relief when the time comes to ...
... hope it may be true , " he an- swered . " I can't feel so certain , while an accident — the discovery of the tor- pedo - plan , for instance - might change the prospects of the Amaranth . It will be a great relief when the time comes to ...
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243. oldal - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
566. oldal - Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
135. oldal - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment ? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
560. oldal - Ghost. Do not forget. This visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
259. oldal - Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal— yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
227. oldal - Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
113. oldal - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven. Her robe, ungirt from clasp to hem, No wrought flowers did adorn, But a white rose of Mary's gift, For service meetly worn; Her hair that lay along her back Was yellow like ripe corn.
559. oldal - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
542. oldal - Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
559. oldal - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.