The Illustrated Magazine, Томи 23 – 24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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... close beside us ; the jays scream in the wood , the robin contrasts with the snow his still ruddy breast . The weird and impenetrable crows , most talkative of birds and most uncom- municative , their very food at this season a inys ...
... close beside us ; the jays scream in the wood , the robin contrasts with the snow his still ruddy breast . The weird and impenetrable crows , most talkative of birds and most uncom- municative , their very food at this season a inys ...
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... close on every side , one could see absolutely is bewildered and lost ; while from perfectly nothing in any direction , one could hear no hard and transparent ice every trace of air dis- sound but the storm . Every landmark va- appears ...
... close on every side , one could see absolutely is bewildered and lost ; while from perfectly nothing in any direction , one could hear no hard and transparent ice every trace of air dis- sound but the storm . Every landmark va- appears ...
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... close and worldly , never goes back along the plea- sant paths of memory to that old school - house , where the white - haired master bore his pupils ' stupidity with such gentle resignation , and sighed over the beautiful thoughts of ...
... close and worldly , never goes back along the plea- sant paths of memory to that old school - house , where the white - haired master bore his pupils ' stupidity with such gentle resignation , and sighed over the beautiful thoughts of ...
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... close . That race had stea- dily sunk into weakness and obscurity since the It seems to have been the fate of all the kings of that age to have masters over them . The Roman Emperors had their barbarian rulers , the Caliphs had their ...
... close . That race had stea- dily sunk into weakness and obscurity since the It seems to have been the fate of all the kings of that age to have masters over them . The Roman Emperors had their barbarian rulers , the Caliphs had their ...
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... close by ! She could hear the voices of the servants talking and laughing on the base- ment storey ; she could hear children's voices at their merry play in the top of the house , and a No , Miss , if you please ; it's mother's , " the ...
... close by ! She could hear the voices of the servants talking and laughing on the base- ment storey ; she could hear children's voices at their merry play in the top of the house , and a No , Miss , if you please ; it's mother's , " the ...
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Сторінка 316 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Сторінка 24 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear, For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Сторінка 120 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the barge,
Сторінка 44 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Сторінка 61 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Сторінка 17 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Сторінка 17 - ... the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Сторінка 131 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Сторінка 22 - I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.