Littell's Living Age, 22. kötetLiving Age Company Incorporated, 1849 |
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13. oldal
... kind — a long box , with glass sides and curses , and could not help thinking how soon this ends , in which lay the corpse of a woman , dressed noisy crowd would lie in heaps in the trenches of in white , with a black veil thrown over ...
... kind — a long box , with glass sides and curses , and could not help thinking how soon this ends , in which lay the corpse of a woman , dressed noisy crowd would lie in heaps in the trenches of in white , with a black veil thrown over ...
14. oldal
... kind . Some private gardens there are , carefully kept , but all of the stiffest pattern ; and there is nothing which brings out the larger vegetation of the region in that grandeur and magnificence which might belong to it . In the ...
... kind . Some private gardens there are , carefully kept , but all of the stiffest pattern ; and there is nothing which brings out the larger vegetation of the region in that grandeur and magnificence which might belong to it . In the ...
20. oldal
... kind colonel , would be found unbroken in England and Scotland , and none in the Emerald Isle , where a conciliation kennel - not hall - is the thing wanted ; and we might quote the equally observant Hieover to the same salutary tune ...
... kind colonel , would be found unbroken in England and Scotland , and none in the Emerald Isle , where a conciliation kennel - not hall - is the thing wanted ; and we might quote the equally observant Hieover to the same salutary tune ...
34. oldal
... kind of semi - captivity , told her what was pass - enterprise . Shusky was proclaimed czar by the ing that the capital was in his power , and that she could not now refuse to proclaim the imposture of the wretch who had compelled her ...
... kind of semi - captivity , told her what was pass - enterprise . Shusky was proclaimed czar by the ing that the capital was in his power , and that she could not now refuse to proclaim the imposture of the wretch who had compelled her ...
43. oldal
... kind of advice that French politicians are reduced to offer one another in these times of perplexity . We do not exult in this state of things : it is no victory , but simply a fact . We descry the The president has , in fact , but a ...
... kind of advice that French politicians are reduced to offer one another in these times of perplexity . We do not exult in this state of things : it is no victory , but simply a fact . We descry the The president has , in fact , but a ...
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311. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
263. oldal - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
137. oldal - Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
311. oldal - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
398. oldal - The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine, By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, Who robbed the grave of victory, And took the sting from death!
310. oldal - Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car ; Or on wide waving wings expanded bear The flying chariot through the fields of air...
304. oldal - We sat and talked until the night, Descending, filled the little room; Our faces faded from the sight, Our voices only broke the gloom. We spake of many a vanished scene, Of what we once had thought and said, Of what had been, and might have been, And who was changed, and who was dead...
135. oldal - America, but that you would treat the said Captain Cook and his people with all civility and kindness, affording them, as common friends to mankind, all the assistance in your power, which they may happen to stand in need of.
12. oldal - Have laid their eggs ? Why from a comfortable pillow start To see faint flushes in the east awaken? A fig, say I, for any streaky part, Excepting bacon. An early riser Mr. Gray has drawn, Who used to haste the dewy grass among, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn
311. oldal - In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best? Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back with a ripply cheer...