The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 29George Smith, William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1874 |
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... seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse. The North star was directly in the wind's 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 ...
... seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse. The North star was directly in the wind's 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 ...
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... seemed impressed with the speaking loneliness of the scene , or rather with the complete abstraction from all its compass of the sights and sounds of man . Human shapes , interferences , troubles , and joys were all as if they were not ...
... seemed impressed with the speaking loneliness of the scene , or rather with the complete abstraction from all its compass of the sights and sounds of man . Human shapes , interferences , troubles , and joys were all as if they were not ...
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... seemed used to such phenomena , and ambled along unconcerned . Thus she passed under the level boughs . The performer seemed quite at home anywhere between a horse's head . and its tail , and the necessity for this abnormal attitude ...
... seemed used to such phenomena , and ambled along unconcerned . Thus she passed under the level boughs . The performer seemed quite at home anywhere between a horse's head . and its tail , and the necessity for this abnormal attitude ...
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... seemed to imply that the desirability of her existence could not be questioned ; and this rather saucy assumption failed in being offensive , because a beholder felt it to be , upon the whole , true . Like exceptional emphasis in the ...
... seemed to imply that the desirability of her existence could not be questioned ; and this rather saucy assumption failed in being offensive , because a beholder felt it to be , upon the whole , true . Like exceptional emphasis in the ...
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... seemed to be in course of enactment . His dog was howling , his head was aching fear- fully - somebody was pulling him about , hands were loosening his necker- chief . On opening his eyes , he found that evening had sunk to dusk , in a ...
... seemed to be in course of enactment . His dog was howling , his head was aching fear- fully - somebody was pulling him about , hands were loosening his necker- chief . On opening his eyes , he found that evening had sunk to dusk , in a ...
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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...