Tinsley's Magazine, 21. kötetTinsley Brothers, 1877 |
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... feeling swept over her features . ' Don't cry , little Nell ; it makes me feel like a child again ; and I am growing old - old ! Don't make a baby of yourself - about nothing too ! ' ' Please to excuse me , ma'am , ' sobbed Nell ...
... feeling swept over her features . ' Don't cry , little Nell ; it makes me feel like a child again ; and I am growing old - old ! Don't make a baby of yourself - about nothing too ! ' ' Please to excuse me , ma'am , ' sobbed Nell ...
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... feel shy and nervous . ' I wonder what father will say , ' she murmured at last , in a low voice , drawing close to Bernard as he stood by the narrow window staring out vacantly at a lowering black cloud that was driving across the dull ...
... feel shy and nervous . ' I wonder what father will say , ' she murmured at last , in a low voice , drawing close to Bernard as he stood by the narrow window staring out vacantly at a lowering black cloud that was driving across the dull ...
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... feel flattered while con- templating the conditions under which the British flag floats over that historic city ... feeling alone ; while the freedom of Protestantism strengthens the rea- son , is muscular in its education , and fosters ...
... feel flattered while con- templating the conditions under which the British flag floats over that historic city ... feeling alone ; while the freedom of Protestantism strengthens the rea- son , is muscular in its education , and fosters ...
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... feel that some day they may have to fight a foreign foe of England simply because they are an English colony . They think the mother country should fortify them against such a contingency . They hesi- tate about declaring their independ ...
... feel that some day they may have to fight a foreign foe of England simply because they are an English colony . They think the mother country should fortify them against such a contingency . They hesi- tate about declaring their independ ...
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... feeling as the Secretary of State a separation taking place between this country and Canada . I think that a great ... feel proud of the flag which is not only to them a national symbol , but a link between the far- off settlement and ...
... feeling as the Secretary of State a separation taking place between this country and Canada . I think that a great ... feel proud of the flag which is not only to them a national symbol , but a link between the far- off settlement and ...
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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!