The Argosy, Volumen 41

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Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood
Strahan & Company, 1886
A magazine of tales, travels, essays, and poems.
 

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Página 120 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure...
Página 468 - Ill fares the land, to hast'ning ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd, can never be supplied.
Página 121 - And never never dared to sip, The sweets that hung upon the lip Of faithless Emma. For though from rosy dawn of day I rove along, and anxious stray Till night with curtain dark descends, And day no more its...
Página 120 - To deck her cheek, what flower she'd choose, The lily, or the blushing rose. I wish I ne'er had seen her eye, Ne'er seen her cheek of doubtful dye, And never, never dar'd to sip, The sweets that hung upon the lip Of faithless Emma.
Página 274 - HERE we meet too soon to part, Here to leave will raise a smart, Here I'll press thee to my heart, Where none have place above thee ! Here I vow to love thee well, Could but words unseal the spell. Had but language strength to tell, I'd say how much I love thee. Here we meet too soon, &c.
Página 395 - A man is as old as he feels, And a woman is as old as she looks" — HAND SAPOLIO ^ keeps one young both ^ in feeling and looks.
Página 120 - I WANDERED once at break of day, While yet upon the sunless sea, In wanton sighs the breeze delayed, And o'er the wavy surface played • Then first, the fairest face I knew, First lov'd the eye of softest blue. And ventured, fearful, first to sip The sweets that hung upon the lip Of faithless Emma. So mix'd the rose and lilies white, That nature seem'd uncertain quit* To deck her check what flower she'd choose.
Página 51 - TUotous drinkers crowd the cafis and the roads, and night is made hideous with their howling, [n this respect the Swedes leave much to be desired. " The Swedes are not a very serious, or apparently a very religious nation," says a well-known writer. " They claim the reputation of being more civilised and refined, considerably in advance of the Norwegians; but if they gain in one way, they certainly lose in another. Both men and women often become abnormally stout, and their manner of living rather...
Página 51 - A fork is plunged into the anchovy jar, a small fish is captured, approved, disposed of, and a second succeeds it. This is followed by other dainties. A wine-glass or two of the neat spirit of the country, nauseous and unwholesome, brings this preliminary repast to a conclusion. Seats are then taken at the general table, and the heavier meal commences.
Página 391 - All Weimar adores him, and people say that women still go perfectly crazy over him. When he walks out he bows to everybody just like a king!

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