The Southern Monthly Magazine, Том 1Creighton and Scales, 1864 |
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... live himself . He shrunk as if from something too terrible to face , and dropping his face upon his firmly - clenched hands , tried to think . He could not . Thought after thought rushed through his mind , and was gone before he could ...
... live himself . He shrunk as if from something too terrible to face , and dropping his face upon his firmly - clenched hands , tried to think . He could not . Thought after thought rushed through his mind , and was gone before he could ...
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... live a moment in that sea , would it ? " " Lor ' bless , ye no ! Not if it was Noah's Ark , yer " To the point then , and -- has any one a rope ? " " No ! " " Fetch one then , and come on at once . " honor . " The orders were issued ...
... live a moment in that sea , would it ? " " Lor ' bless , ye no ! Not if it was Noah's Ark , yer " To the point then , and -- has any one a rope ? " " No ! " " Fetch one then , and come on at once . " honor . " The orders were issued ...
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... live settler in New Zealand - the thing that we ourselves have been hoping for , and looking forward to , for months . Some one ventures to ask him how trade is in Auckland . " Trade , my good man ! Why , it's as dull as dull can be ...
... live settler in New Zealand - the thing that we ourselves have been hoping for , and looking forward to , for months . Some one ventures to ask him how trade is in Auckland . " Trade , my good man ! Why , it's as dull as dull can be ...
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... live more cheaply , and what is of still more consequence , you will there daily learn something , which may hereafter prove useful to you , when you settle on your own land . To the labourer also I would say , go at once into the ...
... live more cheaply , and what is of still more consequence , you will there daily learn something , which may hereafter prove useful to you , when you settle on your own land . To the labourer also I would say , go at once into the ...
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... live on the interest of his four or five hundred pounds , especially if he has any family ; nor can he , in many cases , do anything by his manual labour to support them . He often seems in consequence to be driven to one of two things ...
... live on the interest of his four or five hundred pounds , especially if he has any family ; nor can he , in many cases , do anything by his manual labour to support them . He often seems in consequence to be driven to one of two things ...
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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!