Saint Pauls, 13. kötetVirtue and Company, 1873 |
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7. oldal
... side of the way , a tall fair - haired brown- skinned broad - shouldered man , walking Bond Street as if it were Oregon . " What a wonderful likeness ! " he said to himself . CHAPTER XXII . NUMBER ONE AND NUMBER TWO . Alouette . But who ...
... side of the way , a tall fair - haired brown- skinned broad - shouldered man , walking Bond Street as if it were Oregon . " What a wonderful likeness ! " he said to himself . CHAPTER XXII . NUMBER ONE AND NUMBER TWO . Alouette . But who ...
36. oldal
... side of the carriage a very precisely - dressed young gentleman , of most grave and staid demeanour . He had small dark eyes , half - closed , in one of which he wore a smoke - tinted eye - glass . He had a nose finely turned up at the ...
... side of the carriage a very precisely - dressed young gentleman , of most grave and staid demeanour . He had small dark eyes , half - closed , in one of which he wore a smoke - tinted eye - glass . He had a nose finely turned up at the ...
38. oldal
... side in order to smile a welcome to every face that looked at her . A very countryfied sort of footman accompanied by a yet more country - bred groom now made their appearance , the latter being attired in a clean Kentish haymaker's ...
... side in order to smile a welcome to every face that looked at her . A very countryfied sort of footman accompanied by a yet more country - bred groom now made their appearance , the latter being attired in a clean Kentish haymaker's ...
39. oldal
... side , a little in the rear , as a special boudoir for the ladies , and a second small tent on the other side , where ice - pails , and bottles , and jugs , and covered things , and hampers , seemed to be assembled like " lords - in ...
... side , a little in the rear , as a special boudoir for the ladies , and a second small tent on the other side , where ice - pails , and bottles , and jugs , and covered things , and hampers , seemed to be assembled like " lords - in ...
41. oldal
... side , and also conveying an impression of a certain degree of proximity , and that the varieties afforded by the shrubbery were not adequate to long seclusion in the game of hide- and - seek . And now Mrs. Silverley and Miss Euphemia ...
... side , and also conveying an impression of a certain degree of proximity , and that the varieties afforded by the shrubbery were not adequate to long seclusion in the game of hide- and - seek . And now Mrs. Silverley and Miss Euphemia ...
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516. oldal - More servants wait on man Than he'll take notice of : in every path He treads down that which doth befriend him When sickness makes him pale and wan. O mighty love ! Man is one world, and hath Another to attend him.
313. oldal - Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow. Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
515. oldal - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
62. oldal - Rescued from death by force though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
579. oldal - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
528. oldal - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty!
449. oldal - Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side, The seven elms, the poplars four That stand beside my father's door, And chiefly from the brook that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed sand, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filter'd tribute of the rough woodland.
517. oldal - Over its grave i' the earth so chilly; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath Of the fading edges of box beneath, And the year's last rose. Heavily...
449. oldal - Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again, And howlest, issuing out of night, With blasts that blow the poplar white, And lash with storm the streaming pane?
447. oldal - That, stirr'd with languid pulses of the oar, Waves all its lazy lilies, and creeps on, Barge-laden, to three arches of a bridge Crown'd with the minster-towers. The fields between Are dewy-fresh, browsed by deep-udder'd kine, And all about the large lime feathers low, The lime a summer home of murmurous wings.