Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 54W. Blackwood & Sons, 1843 |
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... daugh- ter of a bishop ; or the divorced wife of a member of parliament . " " I should like to hear some of your work . I am interested . " " I know you are . We have a bet , you know ; but I have found out a strange thing in correcting ...
... daugh- ter of a bishop ; or the divorced wife of a member of parliament . " " I should like to hear some of your work . I am interested . " " I know you are . We have a bet , you know ; but I have found out a strange thing in correcting ...
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... daugh- ters are too well brought up to love any one - that is of course - till they are engaged ; during that short interval , it is right enough - in moderation ; though , even then , it is much more comfortable to continue perfectly ...
... daugh- ters are too well brought up to love any one - that is of course - till they are engaged ; during that short interval , it is right enough - in moderation ; though , even then , it is much more comfortable to continue perfectly ...
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... daugh- ter , looking at him for the first time , exclaimed- 66 Oh , father ! what has happened ? I never saw you look so wild . " " Lots has happened , Janet - sich a lot o ' deaths I've been in at , to be sure - all great folks , too ...
... daugh- ter , looking at him for the first time , exclaimed- 66 Oh , father ! what has happened ? I never saw you look so wild . " " Lots has happened , Janet - sich a lot o ' deaths I've been in at , to be sure - all great folks , too ...
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... daugh- ter . ' You , to revenge whom I did it all ! Do you know what I did ? I watched your silken wooer till I saw him in the presence of this youth - I killed Sir Stratford Manvers ' " And shall die for your crime , " cried Berville ...
... daugh- ter . ' You , to revenge whom I did it all ! Do you know what I did ? I watched your silken wooer till I saw him in the presence of this youth - I killed Sir Stratford Manvers ' " And shall die for your crime , " cried Berville ...
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... daugh- ters abroad - that Berville encounters them in the Colosseum by moonlight quarrels - doubts - suspicions - and a reconciliation ; finally , they all come home , and you will find the last chap- ter of the last volume in this ...
... daugh- ters abroad - that Berville encounters them in the Colosseum by moonlight quarrels - doubts - suspicions - and a reconciliation ; finally , they all come home , and you will find the last chap- ter of the last volume in this ...
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Сторінка 80 - Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness. He has a work, a life-purpose; he has found it, and will follow it!
Сторінка 169 - DO ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years ? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west : But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Сторінка 169 - O wheels ! Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward, Grinding life down from its mark And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward, Spin on blindly in the dark.
Сторінка 203 - But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control...
Сторінка 2 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
Сторінка 207 - Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth ? It sounds no more: — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather: — But 'tis gone.
Сторінка 373 - twas pastime to be bound Within the Sonnet's scanty plot of ground; Pleased if some Souls (for such there needs must be) Who have felt the weight of too much liberty, Should find brief solace there, as I have found.
Сторінка 80 - The latest Gospel in this world is, Know thy work and do it. "Know thyself: " long enough has that poor "self" of thine tormented thee ; thou wilt never get to
Сторінка 77 - Liberty? The true liberty of a man, you would say, consisted in his finding out, or being forced to find out, the right path, and to walk thereon. To learn, or to be taught, what work he actually was able for; and then by permission, persuasion, and even compulsion, to set about doing of the same! That is his true blessedness, honour, "liberty" and maximum of wellbeing: if liberty be not that, I for one have small care about liberty.
Сторінка 71 - Elie, half-pay Hulin rage in the midst of thousands. How the great Bastille Clock ticks (inaudible) in its Inner Court there, at its ease, hour after hour; as if nothing special, for it or the world, were passing! It tolled One when the firing began; and is now pointing towards Five, and still the firing slakes not. — Far down, in their vaults, the seven Prisoners hear muffled din as of earthquakes; their Turnkeys answer vaguely.