The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 29George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1874 |
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... eye, and since evening the Bear had swung round it outwardly to the east, till it was now at a right angle with the meridian. A difference of colour in the stars—oftener read of than seen in England—was really perceptible here. The ...
... eye, and since evening the Bear had swung round it outwardly to the east, till it was now at a right angle with the meridian. A difference of colour in the stars—oftener read of than seen in England—was really perceptible here. The ...
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... eyes were reduced to mere chinks , and diverg- ing wrinkles appeared round them , extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun . His Christian name was Gabriel , and on working days he was a ...
... eyes were reduced to mere chinks , and diverg- ing wrinkles appeared round them , extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun . His Christian name was Gabriel , and on working days he was a ...
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... eyes . " The tailboard of the waggon is gone , Miss , " said the waggoner . “ Then I heard it fall , " said the girl , in a soft , though not particu- larly low voice . " I heard a noise I could not account for when we were coming up ...
... eyes . " The tailboard of the waggon is gone , Miss , " said the waggoner . “ Then I heard it fall , " said the girl , in a soft , though not particu- larly low voice . " I heard a noise I could not account for when we were coming up ...
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... eyes crept back to the package , her thoughts seeming to run upon what was inside it . At length she drew the article into her lap , and untied the paper covering ; a small swing looking - glass was disclosed , in which she proceeded to ...
... eyes crept back to the package , her thoughts seeming to run upon what was inside it . At length she drew the article into her lap , and untied the paper covering ; a small swing looking - glass was disclosed , in which she proceeded to ...
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... eyes stretched afar , Oak gradually perceived that what he had previously taken to be a star low down behind the ... eye close to a hole , he could see into the interior clearly . The place contained two women and two cows . By the side ...
... eyes stretched afar , Oak gradually perceived that what he had previously taken to be a star low down behind the ... eye close to a hole , he could see into the interior clearly . The place contained two women and two cows . By the side ...
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Página 691 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But, being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
Página 699 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Página 455 - For us, the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow; Nothing we see, but means our good, As our delight, or as our treasure; The whole is either our cupboard of food, Or cabinet of pleasure.
Página 272 - He gives, He gives the best. Yet, when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions and a will resign'd ; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that, panting for a happier seat. Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat.
Página 470 - So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair ; And a voice said in mastery while I strove, 'Guess now who holds thee ?' — 'Death !
Página 688 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Página 686 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Página 467 - If He heard us, He would surely (For they call Him good and mild) Answer, smiling down the steep world very purely, 'Come and rest with me, my child,'
Página 686 - Are warmly housed save bats and owls! A midnight bell, a parting groan, These are the sounds we feed upon; Then stretch...