Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Volúmenes 21-22W & R Chambers, 1854 |
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... true , there was not a mist that day , but — Well , Poringer , what now ? What do you want ? You are impatient to tell me who that was at the door just now on such a night ? ' Miss Semple moved her chair back again , as she always did ...
... true , there was not a mist that day , but — Well , Poringer , what now ? What do you want ? You are impatient to tell me who that was at the door just now on such a night ? ' Miss Semple moved her chair back again , as she always did ...
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... true , Elizabeth - that's very true : we will think over the matter , and see about it to - morrow . " STEAM AMONG THE FARMERS . Those who visit Christmas cattle - shows simply in a grazing frame of mind , do justice neither to ...
... true , Elizabeth - that's very true : we will think over the matter , and see about it to - morrow . " STEAM AMONG THE FARMERS . Those who visit Christmas cattle - shows simply in a grazing frame of mind , do justice neither to ...
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... True , we are now only just trembling at the approach of a new , and therefore a more terrible enemy ; but typhus and the other infectious diseases are really more deadly , because they are ever beside us . Let us take care , or the ...
... True , we are now only just trembling at the approach of a new , and therefore a more terrible enemy ; but typhus and the other infectious diseases are really more deadly , because they are ever beside us . Let us take care , or the ...
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... true , Elizabeth , ' said the captain ; that's very true . So go and change Sara's dress before she takes cold ; and Bob , fly to the kitchen , and tell the cook to get her something warm and nice to eat ; and Molly - poor Molly ! -do ...
... true , Elizabeth , ' said the captain ; that's very true . So go and change Sara's dress before she takes cold ; and Bob , fly to the kitchen , and tell the cook to get her something warm and nice to eat ; and Molly - poor Molly ! -do ...
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... true , was up in arms about the young stranger who had arrived at Melvyn Park , and who , as every one knew , had long ago been betrothed to Miss Florence ; but nobody could say one word on the subject that was not surmise . I Poor Mrs ...
... true , was up in arms about the young stranger who had arrived at Melvyn Park , and who , as every one knew , had long ago been betrothed to Miss Florence ; but nobody could say one word on the subject that was not surmise . I Poor Mrs ...
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Página 306 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Página 308 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Página 317 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Página 307 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Página 307 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Página 31 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 144 - And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: and after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Página 310 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight...
Página 308 - And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays; The long reflections of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires: A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field ; Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend. Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriors wait the rising morn.
Página 290 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.