The Living Age, Том 154E. Littell & Company, 1882 |
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... beauty . Though she was very simply dressed too simply for a lady of rank - yet the air with which she moved about these fine rooms was ( Pat thought ) such as no one else who had ever been there had possessed . She was superior to them ...
... beauty . Though she was very simply dressed too simply for a lady of rank - yet the air with which she moved about these fine rooms was ( Pat thought ) such as no one else who had ever been there had possessed . She was superior to them ...
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... beauty of her life gone from her , her eyes disenchanted , a pitiless cold daylight revealing every angle once hid by the glamor of love and tender fancy , began a sort of second existence alone . If Torrance had been determined before ...
... beauty of her life gone from her , her eyes disenchanted , a pitiless cold daylight revealing every angle once hid by the glamor of love and tender fancy , began a sort of second existence alone . If Torrance had been determined before ...
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... beauty . He felt himself growing sick , giddy , his self - con- trol was abandoning him , in another in- stant he would have to fling himself at her feet , implore her pity , entreat her not to forsake him . He had no more strength left ...
... beauty . He felt himself growing sick , giddy , his self - con- trol was abandoning him , in another in- stant he would have to fling himself at her feet , implore her pity , entreat her not to forsake him . He had no more strength left ...
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... beauty , and originality . Nor was it only the eye of sense that was busy in those happy holiday times . crest of the lapwing , and all hanging down their veiled heads , stood in a circle on a green plat among the rocks ; and in the ...
... beauty , and originality . Nor was it only the eye of sense that was busy in those happy holiday times . crest of the lapwing , and all hanging down their veiled heads , stood in a circle on a green plat among the rocks ; and in the ...
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... beauty among the gowans and the greensward , for he has whapped him right over his head and far away , a fish a quar- ter of an ounce in weight , and , at the very least , two inches long ! And next we have the excited child rush- ing ...
... beauty among the gowans and the greensward , for he has whapped him right over his head and far away , a fish a quar- ter of an ounce in weight , and , at the very least , two inches long ! And next we have the excited child rush- ing ...
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able answer appeared asked beauty become believe better brought called Carry cause character coming course dear doubt effect English eyes face fact father feeling felt force gave girl give given half hand head hear heart hope human idea interest Italy John kind knew Lady land least leave less light live look Lord manner married matter means meet ment mind Miss mother nature never once passed perhaps person poet poor present prison question round seemed seen sense side soon speak spirit stand suppose sure talk tell things thought tion told took true turn whole wife wish write young
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Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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!
Страница 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...
Страница 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
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.