Littell's Living Age, Volume 209Littell, Son and Company, 1896 |
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A CHILLY NIGHT . I rose at the dead of night , And went to the lattice alone To look for my mother's ghost Where the ghostly moonlight shone . My friends had failed one by one , Middle - aged , young , and old , Till the ghosts were ...
A CHILLY NIGHT . I rose at the dead of night , And went to the lattice alone To look for my mother's ghost Where the ghostly moonlight shone . My friends had failed one by one , Middle - aged , young , and old , Till the ghosts were ...
Pagina 23
... night benefactor . Indeed , over all womankind he exercised a strange fascination . One sweet girl , heiress to an ancient name , who stopped her carriage at his door one day to leave him her watch for repairs , and stayed to talk ...
... night benefactor . Indeed , over all womankind he exercised a strange fascination . One sweet girl , heiress to an ancient name , who stopped her carriage at his door one day to leave him her watch for repairs , and stayed to talk ...
Pagina 24
... night for more than a year Thomas Cathro laid his intent ear against the clock , listening as if for an expected sign , and making always some low comment as if he spoke to one who heard . In that year he changed greatly . His hair ...
... night for more than a year Thomas Cathro laid his intent ear against the clock , listening as if for an expected sign , and making always some low comment as if he spoke to one who heard . In that year he changed greatly . His hair ...
Pagina 38
... night , and , without wishing him good - bye , had gone off with the best horse in his stable . Such an experi- ence would be enough to sour the na- ture of a rude but kindly Boer , and prejudice him against all uitlanders ' forever ...
... night , and , without wishing him good - bye , had gone off with the best horse in his stable . Such an experi- ence would be enough to sour the na- ture of a rude but kindly Boer , and prejudice him against all uitlanders ' forever ...
Pagina 47
... night between the Tower of London and Billingsgate , which watch was divided fairly between the different trade com- panies , night by night . The sawyers , spurriers , bowyers , and girdlers kept watch on Mondays ; the drapers and ...
... night between the Tower of London and Billingsgate , which watch was divided fairly between the different trade com- panies , night by night . The sawyers , spurriers , bowyers , and girdlers kept watch on Mondays ; the drapers and ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 144 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Pagina 284 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight . Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
Pagina 141 - I gained gifts and goodly grace Of that great lord, which therein wont to dwell, Whose want too well now feels my friendless case; But ah!
Pagina 345 - ... Gay raiment, sparkling gauds, elation strong. A prop gave way ! crash fell a platform ! lo, 'Mid struggling sufferers, hurt to death, she lay ! Shuddering, they drew her garments off — and found A robe of sackcloth next the smooth, white skin. Such, poets, is your bride, the Muse ! young, gay, Radiant, adorn'd outside ; a hidden ground Of thought and of austerity within.
Pagina 408 - O Lord, thou knowest how busy I must be this day. If I forget thee, do not thou forget me.
Pagina 589 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside...
Pagina 516 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind. His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart. To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill he was still hard of hearing : When they talked of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet and only took snuff.
Pagina 585 - ... in the full blaze of his majesty, up rose the sun; than which one object alone -in this lower creation could be more glorious, and that Mr. Allworthy himself presented, — a human being replete with benevolence, meditating in what manner he might render himself most acceptable to his Creator, by doing most good to his creatures.
Pagina 477 - But it may be that I shall leave a name sometimes remembered with expressions of goodwill in the abodes of those whose lot it is to labour and to earn their daily bread by the sweat of their brow, when they shall recruit their exhausted strength with abundant and untaxed food, the sweeter because it is no longer leavened by a sense of injustice.
Pagina 515 - Cripplegate mould. Coleridge is just dead, having lived just long enough to close the eyes of Wordsworth, who paid the debt to nature but a week or two before — poor Col., but two days before he died, he wrote to a bookseller proposing an epic poem on the " Wanderings of Cain,