The Living Age, Volumen154E. Littell & Company, 1882 |
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... seemed to himself of late to have done a great deal for her and her children . No idea of the eleva- tion she had now reached had been in her mind when they married . There were three brothers then between him and the title , besides ...
... seemed to himself of late to have done a great deal for her and her children . No idea of the eleva- tion she had now reached had been in her mind when they married . There were three brothers then between him and the title , besides ...
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... seemed to live in a dream , sometimes rousing up to make an appeal to her fa- ther's pity , but mostly in a sort of passive state , too heart - broken to be excited about anything . Edith , young and curious , moved about in the midst ...
... seemed to live in a dream , sometimes rousing up to make an appeal to her fa- ther's pity , but mostly in a sort of passive state , too heart - broken to be excited about anything . Edith , young and curious , moved about in the midst ...
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... seemed so unlikely that he should require the old general's helping hand . And then they talked of the country , and of their previous lives and diverse experiences . Sir James was one of those primitive men , much more usual a ...
... seemed so unlikely that he should require the old general's helping hand . And then they talked of the country , and of their previous lives and diverse experiences . Sir James was one of those primitive men , much more usual a ...
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... seemed , for the first time , to thoroughly let go its hold - Gov - around , and joined in the glad pæan which and her heart , released , rejoiced with all welcomed back life again . Oh ! unison of youth and spring ! Winter is past ...
... seemed , for the first time , to thoroughly let go its hold - Gov - around , and joined in the glad pæan which and her heart , released , rejoiced with all welcomed back life again . Oh ! unison of youth and spring ! Winter is past ...
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... seemed to give Robin the key . We've lost him , Jack , " she cried , " he's gone - he's dead . " " Did your father wish you to get mar- ried ? how did you see- this man ? " " He came to Venice to see us " Ah , I knew how sorry you would ...
... seemed to give Robin the key . We've lost him , Jack , " she cried , " he's gone - he's dead . " " Did your father wish you to get mar- ried ? how did you see- this man ? " " He came to Venice to see us " Ah , I knew how sorry you would ...
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Página 525 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Página 24 - Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again! Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Página 240 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Página 241 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Página 522 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Página 241 - For thence— a paradox Which comforts while it mocks— Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me; A brute I might have been, but would not sink i
Página 240 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
Página 233 - THIS is her picture as she was : It seems a thing to wonder on, As though mine image in the glass Should tarry when myself am gone. I gaze until she seems to stir, — Until mine eyes almost aver That now, even now, the sweet lips part To breathe the words of the sweet heart : — And yet the earth is over her.
Página 237 - Listen alone beside the sea, Listen alone among the woods ; Those voices of twin solitudes Shall have one sound alike to thee : Hark where the murmurs of thronged men Surge and sink back and surge again, — Still the one voice of wave and tree.
Página 240 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.