The Southern Monthly Magazine, Том 1Creighton and Scales, 1864 |
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... believe but somehow all would yet come right . It may not seem natural to some , that one in Richard Fortescue's position should , within an hour or two of such a fearful shock , have been found able and willing to comfort another . But ...
... believe but somehow all would yet come right . It may not seem natural to some , that one in Richard Fortescue's position should , within an hour or two of such a fearful shock , have been found able and willing to comfort another . But ...
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... believe He'll settle things they run away an ' leave ! " " He brought his foot down fercely ez he spoke , An ' give me sech a startle thet I woke . " J. R. LOWELL . REVIEW S. OLD NEW ZEALAND : A Tale of the 16 SUNTHIN ' IN THE PASTORAL ...
... believe He'll settle things they run away an ' leave ! " " He brought his foot down fercely ez he spoke , An ' give me sech a startle thet I woke . " J. R. LOWELL . REVIEW S. OLD NEW ZEALAND : A Tale of the 16 SUNTHIN ' IN THE PASTORAL ...
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... believe , of Macmillan's Magazines ' own Correspondent . Its tone may be easily guessed at beforehand . The others are the " Slave Power " and the " History of Federal Government , " written respectively by a Professor at Queen's ...
... believe , of Macmillan's Magazines ' own Correspondent . Its tone may be easily guessed at beforehand . The others are the " Slave Power " and the " History of Federal Government , " written respectively by a Professor at Queen's ...
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... believe you will when I whisper in your ear what I know of you , " said the Captain to himself , as he left the place . " I've " Let me get the five hundred dollars in my hand , and I'll square up accounts with you , " whispered Mike to ...
... believe you will when I whisper in your ear what I know of you , " said the Captain to himself , as he left the place . " I've " Let me get the five hundred dollars in my hand , and I'll square up accounts with you , " whispered Mike to ...
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... believe , that much advantage might be reaped by newly - arrived settlers from a little practical and friendly counsel tendered to them through this Magazine's pages , as the results of a long and close acquaintance with the ...
... believe , that much advantage might be reaped by newly - arrived settlers from a little practical and friendly counsel tendered to them through this Magazine's pages , as the results of a long and close acquaintance with the ...
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Сторінка 545 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Сторінка 550 - Twas sad as sad could be; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea! All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere Nor any drop to drink.
Сторінка 545 - Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven. Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy '• Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn.
Сторінка 362 - We are such forest-trees, and our fair boughs Have bred forth, not pale, solitary doves, But eagles, golden-feather'd, who do tower Above us in their beauty, and must reign In right thereof; for 'tis the eternal law That first in beauty should be first in might : Yea, by that law, another race may drive Our conquerors to mourn as we do now.
Сторінка 361 - So on our heels a fresh perfection treads, A power more strong in beauty, born of us And fated to excel us, as we pass In glory that old Darkness: nor are we Thereby more conquer'd, than by us the rule Of shapeless Chaos.
Сторінка 362 - O for a draught of vintage, that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora and the country-green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Сторінка 362 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Сторінка 142 - With a sleety whistle through them, Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look ; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah ! would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy ! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy? To know the change and feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steal it...
Сторінка 359 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
Сторінка 545 - Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!