The Cornhill MagazineWilliam Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1909 |
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... light and the hard face of the sky . Gaunt found the farm door open , and stepped in . Peggy Mathewson was busy baking bread , and she looked hot and tired . The heat of the kitchen , the smell of the 138 PRISCILLA OF THE GOOD INTENT .
... light and the hard face of the sky . Gaunt found the farm door open , and stepped in . Peggy Mathewson was busy baking bread , and she looked hot and tired . The heat of the kitchen , the smell of the 138 PRISCILLA OF THE GOOD INTENT .
Página 139
... Peggy Mathewson ' ' I've a cure for your temper , Peggy , ' he said , with an easy laugh . We'll go to Linsall , and your loaves can wait . ' ' Why to Linsall ? ' she asked , with a longing glance at the moor . Oh , ay , ' tis fair day ...
... Peggy Mathewson ' ' I've a cure for your temper , Peggy , ' he said , with an easy laugh . We'll go to Linsall , and your loaves can wait . ' ' Why to Linsall ? ' she asked , with a longing glance at the moor . Oh , ay , ' tis fair day ...
Página 140
... Peggy's spirits rose . She had a day's freedom before her and Reuben's company - and there was no need to vex herself with the question why he , and he alone , had power to take her natural good sense away . They followed one of those ...
... Peggy's spirits rose . She had a day's freedom before her and Reuben's company - and there was no need to vex herself with the question why he , and he alone , had power to take her natural good sense away . They followed one of those ...
Página 141
... Peggy , after they had climbed the wall and were walking soberly down the long , raking fields that led them to the Linsall road . ' Well , I feel like dancing , Reuben . My feet were never so light under me . ' ' Oh , now , be quiet ...
... Peggy , after they had climbed the wall and were walking soberly down the long , raking fields that led them to the Linsall road . ' Well , I feel like dancing , Reuben . My feet were never so light under me . ' ' Oh , now , be quiet ...
Página 142
... Peggy . Well , who knew what might happen on this fine day in Linsall ? 6 Peggy , ' he said , as they threaded their way across the green , you need a string of corals round your neck to set off all the bonnie rest o ' you . I saw a ...
... Peggy . Well , who knew what might happen on this fine day in Linsall ? 6 Peggy , ' he said , as they threaded their way across the green , you need a string of corals round your neck to set off all the bonnie rest o ' you . I saw a ...
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Página 349 - To Helen. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Página 319 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Página 319 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all seesaw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
Página 313 - Nature in her then err'd not, but forgot. ' With every pleasing, every prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want ?' — She wants a heart. She speaks, behaves, and acts, just as she ought, But never, never reach'd one generous thought.
Página 508 - The gray sea and the long black land ; And the yellow half-moon large and low ; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i
Página 507 - But he looked upon the city, every side, Far and wide, All the mountains topped with temples, all the glades' Colonnades, All the causeys, bridges, aqueducts, - and then, All the men!
Página 238 - AH, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems and new...
Página 313 - She, while her lover pants upon her breast, Can mark the figures on an Indian chest ; And when she sees her friend in deep despair, Observes how much a chintz exceeds mohair.
Página 315 - Scarce once herself, by turns all Womankind ! Who, with herself, or others, from her birth Finds all her life one warfare upon earth: Shines in exposing Knaves, and painting Fools, Yet is, whate'er she hates and ridicules.
Página 322 - Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.