Tinsley's Magazine, 21. kötetTinsley Brothers, 1877 |
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... dropping her purse into her pocket . The man muttered something under his breath ; then , turning on his heel , walked off , leaving the fourpenny - bit and a villanous odour of cheap tobacco behind him . Mrs. Keane crept to the window ...
... dropping her purse into her pocket . The man muttered something under his breath ; then , turning on his heel , walked off , leaving the fourpenny - bit and a villanous odour of cheap tobacco behind him . Mrs. Keane crept to the window ...
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... dropped into the unalterable past , and the full glory of the west was pouring in as Nell entered with a light noiseless tread that did not reach a boy who sat in the rich light , with his arms folded on the win- dow - sill , gazing out ...
... dropped into the unalterable past , and the full glory of the west was pouring in as Nell entered with a light noiseless tread that did not reach a boy who sat in the rich light , with his arms folded on the win- dow - sill , gazing out ...
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... dropped his knife and fork , and lifted his large holy blue eyes , then lowered his lids quickly . Nell could see tears swelling be- neath them , but she did not offer any comfort . She only gave a little push to her chair as if the ...
... dropped his knife and fork , and lifted his large holy blue eyes , then lowered his lids quickly . Nell could see tears swelling be- neath them , but she did not offer any comfort . She only gave a little push to her chair as if the ...
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... dropping off one shoulder . In fact the whole grouping was a living Murillo ; for the tall wild - flowers in the old brown jar loomed up behind , and the girl , so small , so piquante , so sparkling , stood near , her head , with its ...
... dropping off one shoulder . In fact the whole grouping was a living Murillo ; for the tall wild - flowers in the old brown jar loomed up behind , and the girl , so small , so piquante , so sparkling , stood near , her head , with its ...
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... dropped into a seat . ' It's father ! -only him ! ' she cried passionately ; and he will be glad of any disappointment for me . I won't let him see I am disap- pointment which fell on her was positively cruel . Alone once more , she ...
... dropped into a seat . ' It's father ! -only him ! ' she cried passionately ; and he will be glad of any disappointment for me . I won't let him see I am disap- pointment which fell on her was positively cruel . Alone once more , she ...
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141. oldal - Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark. Here's to my love ! \Drinks.} O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
260. oldal - To-night I saw the sun set: he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind; And the...
258. oldal - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings...
259. oldal - YE who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow ; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.
260. oldal - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
261. oldal - The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me; I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched bridge, and the happy islands, I saw nothing but the long hollow valley of Bagdat, with oxen, sheep, and camels grazing upon the sides of it.
259. oldal - The young men saw me, and hid themselves : and the aged arose, and stood up. The princes refrained talking, and laid their hand on their mouth. The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
145. oldal - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
258. oldal - THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
262. oldal - But whence ?—O Heaven, whither ? Sense knows not; Faith knows not; only that it is through Mystery to Mystery, from God and to God. ' " We are such stuff As Dreams are made of, and our little Life Is rounded with a sleep!