The Illustrated Magazine, Томи 23 – 24Ward and Lock, 1867 |
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... mother . Luxury had sur- rounded him from his very birth ; every talent had been developed with loving care , every sorrow set far from him , every wish gratified , and every hope cherished and encouraged . He was but a boy , just ...
... mother . Luxury had sur- rounded him from his very birth ; every talent had been developed with loving care , every sorrow set far from him , every wish gratified , and every hope cherished and encouraged . He was but a boy , just ...
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... mother , as she looked into the doctor's face . 66 Certainly ! I told you so yesterday , and you had better go and see some of your neighbours when Dr. Smith comes , for I can't be bothered with any fainting fits or hysterics ...
... mother , as she looked into the doctor's face . 66 Certainly ! I told you so yesterday , and you had better go and see some of your neighbours when Dr. Smith comes , for I can't be bothered with any fainting fits or hysterics ...
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arm had made their efforts fruitless , and the God the mother prayed to had answered her and called Johnny home . " You stay , and see his mother , " said Dr. Huber , as he buttoned up his coat for a second call . I have no words for ...
arm had made their efforts fruitless , and the God the mother prayed to had answered her and called Johnny home . " You stay , and see his mother , " said Dr. Huber , as he buttoned up his coat for a second call . I have no words for ...
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... mother's knee , the ductor prayed , " Lord , I believe ! Help thou my unbelief ! Oh , in the coming hour of trial , God help me ! God help me ! " The passionate cry grew quiet , and at last the prayer came in whispered words , not the ...
... mother's knee , the ductor prayed , " Lord , I believe ! Help thou my unbelief ! Oh , in the coming hour of trial , God help me ! God help me ! " The passionate cry grew quiet , and at last the prayer came in whispered words , not the ...
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... mother gets this for the work . Will you keep it safe ? " " Very safe , thank you , Miss , " said Myra , her eyes ... mother's , " the sweet voice talking to the maid , who had ad - girl hastened to explain . " Poor father's like- mitted ...
... mother gets this for the work . Will you keep it safe ? " " Very safe , thank you , Miss , " said Myra , her eyes ... mother's , " the sweet voice talking to the maid , who had ad - girl hastened to explain . " Poor father's like- mitted ...
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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.