The Atlantic Monthly, 26. kötetAtlantic Monthly Company, 1870 |
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4. oldal
... never kisses her child . I believe I have never passed over that road since then , never seen the house , never heard the names of its occupants . Their character , their history , their fate , are all unknown . as disembodied types of ...
... never kisses her child . I believe I have never passed over that road since then , never seen the house , never heard the names of its occupants . Their character , their history , their fate , are all unknown . as disembodied types of ...
15. oldal
... never be able to buy the new Encyclo- pædia , as well at the end of twenty years as of two . But he bounds from his recitation - room into a position of unquestioned and unquestionable offi- cial authority and public importance , in two ...
... never be able to buy the new Encyclo- pædia , as well at the end of twenty years as of two . But he bounds from his recitation - room into a position of unquestioned and unquestionable offi- cial authority and public importance , in two ...
16. oldal
... Never thought on ' t . " Not feeling called upon to make any reply to this , I made none , and we braved in silence the great gulps of mountain wind that wellnigh swept the buggy sleigh over . " Nor so good lookin ' , neither , " said ...
... Never thought on ' t . " Not feeling called upon to make any reply to this , I made none , and we braved in silence the great gulps of mountain wind that wellnigh swept the buggy sleigh over . " Nor so good lookin ' , neither , " said ...
20. oldal
... never remembered and never forgot that I was a woman . The rudest of the readers of the " Age of Reason " tipped his hat to me , and read " Ecce Homo " to gratify me , and after that the Gospel of John to gratify himself . Every Sabbath ...
... never remembered and never forgot that I was a woman . The rudest of the readers of the " Age of Reason " tipped his hat to me , and read " Ecce Homo " to gratify me , and after that the Gospel of John to gratify himself . Every Sabbath ...
21. oldal
... never bore anybody a grudge . So he died year before last , and half the valley turned out to bury him . But that did n't help it any , and I know you'd never guess me to be a minister's widow , as well as you do , my dear . I'm all ...
... never bore anybody a grudge . So he died year before last , and half the valley turned out to bury him . But that did n't help it any , and I know you'd never guess me to be a minister's widow , as well as you do , my dear . I'm all ...
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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.