The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 29George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1874 |
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... Lady 248 IX . A Discovery 249 37 X. Conclusion 252 " " ZELDA'S FORtune . Book the Last : Chapter VII . Zelda wins 101 VIII . The Pilgrims ..... 107 " " IX . Aaron's Mother's Legacy .. 113 99 X. " Pæte , non dolet " 116 " 2 The Last ...
... Lady 248 IX . A Discovery 249 37 X. Conclusion 252 " " ZELDA'S FORtune . Book the Last : Chapter VII . Zelda wins 101 VIII . The Pilgrims ..... 107 " " IX . Aaron's Mother's Legacy .. 113 99 X. " Pæte , non dolet " 116 " 2 The Last ...
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... lady . " 66 ' Yes . " " And when the wedding was over , we'd have it put in the newspaper list of marriages . " 66 Dearly I should like that . " " And the babies in the births - every man jack of ' em ! And at home by the fire ...
... lady . " 66 ' Yes . " " And when the wedding was over , we'd have it put in the newspaper list of marriages . " 66 Dearly I should like that . " " And the babies in the births - every man jack of ' em ! And at home by the fire ...
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... lady - all the parish notice it , and your uncle at Weather- bury is , I have heard , a large farmer - much larger than ever I shall be . May I call in the evening - or will you walk along with me on Sundays ? I don't want you to make ...
... lady - all the parish notice it , and your uncle at Weather- bury is , I have heard , a large farmer - much larger than ever I shall be . May I call in the evening - or will you walk along with me on Sundays ? I don't want you to make ...
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... Lady Laura Petty - Pells and her ponies . She ought to be able to do the trick , if she will , Tom . She keeps open house here , and nobody ever refuses her anything , on prin- ciple . " Her ladyship bowed over her parasol whip to the ...
... Lady Laura Petty - Pells and her ponies . She ought to be able to do the trick , if she will , Tom . She keeps open house here , and nobody ever refuses her anything , on prin- ciple . " Her ladyship bowed over her parasol whip to the ...
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... lady was at present residing in England with the Marchioness ( Abigail ) of Newcomen , a rather necessitous peeress , of irreproachable character , who had consented to act the part of governess and companion to her rich and beautiful ...
... lady was at present residing in England with the Marchioness ( Abigail ) of Newcomen , a rather necessitous peeress , of irreproachable character , who had consented to act the part of governess and companion to her rich and beautiful ...
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The Cornhill Magazine, Volumes 9-10;Volume 83;Volume 1901 William Makepeace Thackeray Visualização completa - 1901 |
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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...