The Cornhill Magazine, Հատոր 29George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1874 |
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... Woman's prescriptive in- firmity had stalked into the sunlight , which had invested it with the freshness of an originality . A cynical inference was irresistible by Gabriel Oak as he regarded the scene , generous though he fain would ...
... Woman's prescriptive in- firmity had stalked into the sunlight , which had invested it with the freshness of an originality . A cynical inference was irresistible by Gabriel Oak as he regarded the scene , generous though he fain would ...
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... woman ; 66 Yes , aunt ; and I'll ride over for it as soon as it is light . " " But there's no side - saddle . " " I can ride on the other : trust me . " Oak , upon hearing these remarks became more curious to observe her features , but ...
... woman ; 66 Yes , aunt ; and I'll ride over for it as soon as it is light . " " But there's no side - saddle . " " I can ride on the other : trust me . " Oak , upon hearing these remarks became more curious to observe her features , but ...
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... woman of the night before . Gabriel instantly thought of the hat she had mentioned as having lost in the wind ; possibly she had come to look for it . He hastily scanned the ditch , and after walking about ten yards along it , found the ...
... woman of the night before . Gabriel instantly thought of the hat she had mentioned as having lost in the wind ; possibly she had come to look for it . He hastily scanned the ditch , and after walking about ten yards along it , found the ...
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... woman redden who was not given to reddening as a rule ; not a point in the milkmaid but was of the deepest rose - colour . From the Maiden's Blush , through all varieties of the Provence down to the Crimson Tuscany , the countenance of ...
... woman redden who was not given to reddening as a rule ; not a point in the milkmaid but was of the deepest rose - colour . From the Maiden's Blush , through all varieties of the Provence down to the Crimson Tuscany , the countenance of ...
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... woman without her own connivance . It was food for great regret with him ; it was also a contre- temps which touched into life a latent heat he had experienced in that direction . The acquaintanceship might , however , have ended in a ...
... woman without her own connivance . It was food for great regret with him ; it was also a contre- temps which touched into life a latent heat he had experienced in that direction . The acquaintanceship might , however , have ended in a ...
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The Cornhill Magazine, Հատորներ 9-10,Հատոր 83,Հատոր 1901 William Makepeace Thackeray Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1901 |
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Էջ 691 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But, being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
Էջ 699 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Էջ 455 - For us, the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow; Nothing we see, but means our good, As our delight, or as our treasure; The whole is either our cupboard of food, Or cabinet of pleasure.
Էջ 272 - He gives, He gives the best. Yet, when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions and a will resign'd ; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that, panting for a happier seat. Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat.
Էջ 470 - So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair ; And a voice said in mastery while I strove, 'Guess now who holds thee ?' — 'Death !
Էջ 688 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Էջ 686 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Էջ 467 - If He heard us, He would surely (For they call Him good and mild) Answer, smiling down the steep world very purely, 'Come and rest with me, my child,'
Էջ 686 - Are warmly housed save bats and owls! A midnight bell, a parting groan, These are the sounds we feed upon; Then stretch...