Southern Literary Messenger, 29. kötetJno. R. Thompson, 1859 |
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32. oldal
... seemed to us , to those mockers who say that there is no family affection in France . It was a relief to us when we saw , a few days after , that the concours was at last concluded . Partly owing to his age , for he was the youngest of ...
... seemed to us , to those mockers who say that there is no family affection in France . It was a relief to us when we saw , a few days after , that the concours was at last concluded . Partly owing to his age , for he was the youngest of ...
35. oldal
... seemed to excite unusual interest in the breast of the Major . He assumed a coaxing expres- sion , and said in a wheedling voice , al- most wholly divested of his habitual pomposity : " Is it a very great secret , Captain ? " " Secret ...
... seemed to excite unusual interest in the breast of the Major . He assumed a coaxing expres- sion , and said in a wheedling voice , al- most wholly divested of his habitual pomposity : " Is it a very great secret , Captain ? " " Secret ...
37. oldal
... seemed to feel what he said . His rude martial countenance al- ways softened as he gazed at Falcon- bridge - his penetrating eyes grew wist- ful ; this man who had fought against the hard , rough world so long , and en- countered so ...
... seemed to feel what he said . His rude martial countenance al- ways softened as he gazed at Falcon- bridge - his penetrating eyes grew wist- ful ; this man who had fought against the hard , rough world so long , and en- countered so ...
38. oldal
... seemed intend- ed to read his very soul . Then an ex- pression of coldness and hauteur rose to the beautiful face , and she said with frigid ceremony : " Are you aware of what you are say- ing , Mr. Falconbridge ? " 66 Yes , yes ...
... seemed intend- ed to read his very soul . Then an ex- pression of coldness and hauteur rose to the beautiful face , and she said with frigid ceremony : " Are you aware of what you are say- ing , Mr. Falconbridge ? " 66 Yes , yes ...
49. oldal
... seemed to cause him no less surprise than dissatisfaction ; and for a moment he remained silent , looking coldly at the court . Then with an irritated flirt of the hand he tossed down the paper , saying simply : 66 Winchester is chosen ...
... seemed to cause him no less surprise than dissatisfaction ; and for a moment he remained silent , looking coldly at the court . Then with an irritated flirt of the hand he tossed down the paper , saying simply : 66 Winchester is chosen ...
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143. oldal - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, "Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly * death itself awakes...
144. oldal - Sleepless! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do not let me wear...
224. oldal - I myself thought good to imitate the Italian fashion by this forked cutting of meate, not only while I was in Italy, but also in Germany, and oftentimes in England since I came home...
143. oldal - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
320. oldal - She smiled on many just for fun ; I knew that there was nothing in it ; I was the first — the only — one Her heart had thought of for a minute : I knew it, for she told me so In phrase which was divinely moulded. She wrote a charming hand, and oh How sweetly all her notes were folded I Our love was like most other loves — A little glow, a little shiver, A rosebud and a pair of gloves, And
328. oldal - Where are my friends? I am alone; No playmate shares my beaker: Some lie beneath the churchyard stone, And some — before the Speaker; And some compose a tragedy, And some compose a rondo; And some draw sword for Liberty, And some draw pleas for John Doe. Tom Mill was used to blacken eyes Without the fear of sessions; Charles...
143. oldal - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline, which is fair As breathing marble, perish...
271. oldal - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
143. oldal - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
263. oldal - Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera, Credo equidem, vivos ducent de marmore vultus, Orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus Describent radio et surgentia sidera dicent; Tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento : Hae tibi erunt artes, pacisque imponere morem, Parcere subiectis, et debellare superbos.