The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 29George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1874 |
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... present . The little speck of life he placed on a wisp of hay before the small stove , where a can of milk was simmering . Oak extinguished the lantern by blowing into it with pouted lips , and then pinching out the snuff , the cot ...
... present . The little speck of life he placed on a wisp of hay before the small stove , where a can of milk was simmering . Oak extinguished the lantern by blowing into it with pouted lips , and then pinching out the snuff , the cot ...
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... twenty , to reach his present stage of progress , that no more seemed to be left in him . He leant down upon a rail , and covered his face with his hands . Stupors , however , do not last for ever , FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD . 25.
... twenty , to reach his present stage of progress , that no more seemed to be left in him . He leant down upon a rail , and covered his face with his hands . Stupors , however , do not last for ever , FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD . 25.
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... present to give , instead , one specimen of their lyric poetry , in order to convey some idea of their expression of feelings which sway all human hearts , irrespective of the degree of civilisation to which the possessors of those ...
... present to give , instead , one specimen of their lyric poetry , in order to convey some idea of their expression of feelings which sway all human hearts , irrespective of the degree of civilisation to which the possessors of those ...
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... present to fight their battles over again , the Marquis of Kinsgear returned to his tent with a heavy footstep , made somewhat unsteady by the length of an Oriental dinner where the hookah and the nargilly had succeeded the wine , and ...
... present to fight their battles over again , the Marquis of Kinsgear returned to his tent with a heavy footstep , made somewhat unsteady by the length of an Oriental dinner where the hookah and the nargilly had succeeded the wine , and ...
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... present much unconcerned with the government of this or any other nation ) , is to produce a bird of a fine shade of yellow ; and it is certain that , as a matter of fact , it actually can be produced " ticked , " or marked either on ...
... present much unconcerned with the government of this or any other nation ) , is to produce a bird of a fine shade of yellow ; and it is certain that , as a matter of fact , it actually can be produced " ticked , " or marked either on ...
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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...