Littell's Living Age, Հատոր 195Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1892 |
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... beautiful ? " asked this very Eve - coquette from head to foot . Poor St. Mandé's emotions were all too strong and too real - too real for the occasion . He scarcely knew how or what he answered . Then with a sudden , fierce frown he ...
... beautiful ? " asked this very Eve - coquette from head to foot . Poor St. Mandé's emotions were all too strong and too real - too real for the occasion . He scarcely knew how or what he answered . Then with a sudden , fierce frown he ...
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... beautiful in the figure Hill that in these letters Johnson " seems to affect a style that would have better become a spiritual novel . " They exhibit the writer's religious good sense as well as his piety of feeling . " No man can know ...
... beautiful in the figure Hill that in these letters Johnson " seems to affect a style that would have better become a spiritual novel . " They exhibit the writer's religious good sense as well as his piety of feeling . " No man can know ...
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... beautiful young woman , who comes to him upon sweet cousinly intent . At least Armand could not , and he had too much sense to make an effort to do so . On the whole , he was rather proud of his weakness as an inflamma- ble and soft ...
... beautiful young woman , who comes to him upon sweet cousinly intent . At least Armand could not , and he had too much sense to make an effort to do so . On the whole , he was rather proud of his weakness as an inflamma- ble and soft ...
Էջ 87
... of his sorrow . He felt he wore it upon his face for all eyes to see , and he thanked the darkness , as it sped over the starry heavens . Beyond the beautiful valley , where the river flowed , were so Armand's Mistake . 87.
... of his sorrow . He felt he wore it upon his face for all eyes to see , and he thanked the darkness , as it sped over the starry heavens . Beyond the beautiful valley , where the river flowed , were so Armand's Mistake . 87.
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beautiful valley , where the river flowed , were so imperfectly informed that the the spires and domes and bridges of murderers of Mr. Burke and Lord Ed- Paris showed through the reddish glim- ward Cavendish remained for some time mer ...
beautiful valley , where the river flowed , were so imperfectly informed that the the spires and domes and bridges of murderers of Mr. Burke and Lord Ed- Paris showed through the reddish glim- ward Cavendish remained for some time mer ...
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Էջ 333 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Էջ 475 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn...
Էջ 333 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Էջ 473 - And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return.
Էջ 321 - Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is- the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all science.
Էջ 369 - Since Chaucer was alive and hale, No man hath walkt along our roads with step So active, so inquiring eye, or tongue So varied in discourse.
Էջ 477 - Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down. So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard field, Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield.
Էջ 333 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Էջ 524 - This kind of life - the cheerless gloom of a hermit, with the unceasing moil of a galley-slave - brought me to my sixteenth year; a little before which period I first committed the sin of rhyme. You know our country custom of coupling a man and woman together as partners in the labours of harvest.
Էջ 559 - Had you, with these the same, but brought a mind! Some women do so. Had the mouth there urged 'God and the glory! never care for gain. The present by the future, what is that? Live for fame, side by side with Agnolo! Rafael is waiting: up to God, all three!