The New London Magazine, Volume 1,Edição 1J. Mortimer, 1837 |
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... question ; but patience though a good nag , will sometimes bolt ; so out it comes , tell me what brought you to the house from which we but now came , and the pressing business that would not allow you to wait till morning before you ...
... question ; but patience though a good nag , will sometimes bolt ; so out it comes , tell me what brought you to the house from which we but now came , and the pressing business that would not allow you to wait till morning before you ...
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... question with my parents , as to what profession or trade I should follow . My own choice had been long made - it was to become a " Doctor . " There were many ( to me at least ) most potent reasons , which had induced me to this ...
... question with my parents , as to what profession or trade I should follow . My own choice had been long made - it was to become a " Doctor . " There were many ( to me at least ) most potent reasons , which had induced me to this ...
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... question as to where they should land for the laudable purpose of satisfying the craving of their appetites , which by this time was becoming pretty strong . They rowed gently along ' till they came to a delightful spot , overshadowed ...
... question as to where they should land for the laudable purpose of satisfying the craving of their appetites , which by this time was becoming pretty strong . They rowed gently along ' till they came to a delightful spot , overshadowed ...
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LIFE AND DEATH . WHO has not put to himself the question - What is life ? Who would not listen with interest to a clear solution of that enquiry ? We know- we can see the mechanism by which life acts - we feel its results . We perceive ...
LIFE AND DEATH . WHO has not put to himself the question - What is life ? Who would not listen with interest to a clear solution of that enquiry ? We know- we can see the mechanism by which life acts - we feel its results . We perceive ...
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... question - or rather subject - or rather theme - Woman ! ” — ( hear ! hear ! bravo ! huzza ! & c . ) When two minutes had elapsed , the president had recourse to his pen- cil - case , and after the noise had thus been increased for ...
... question - or rather subject - or rather theme - Woman ! ” — ( hear ! hear ! bravo ! huzza ! & c . ) When two minutes had elapsed , the president had recourse to his pen- cil - case , and after the noise had thus been increased for ...
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Página 6 - I was stared at, hooted at, grinned at, chattered at, by monkeys, by paroquets, by cockatoos. I ran into pagodas : and was fixed, for centuries, at the summit, or in secret rooms ; I was the idol ; I was the priest ; I was worshipped ; I was sacrificed.
Página 239 - I, for my part, after a long, and (as I verily believe and hope) impartial search of the true way to eternal happiness, do profess plainly, that I cannot find any rest for the sole of my foot but upon this rock only.
Página 173 - To a poet nothing can be useless. Whatever is beautiful, and whatever is dreadful, must be familiar to his imagination ; he must be conversant with all that is awfully vast or elegantly little.
Página 6 - Under the connecting feeling of tropical heat and vertical sunlights, I brought together all creatures, birds, beasts, reptiles, all trees and plants, usages and appearances, that are found in all tropical regions, and assembled them together in China or Indostan.
Página 6 - I have called the tyranny of the human face, began to unfold itself. Perhaps some part of my London life might be answerable for this. Be that as it may, now it was that upon the rocking waters of the ocean the human face began to appear; the sea appeared paved with innumerable faces, upturned to the heavens; faces, imploring, wrathful, despairing, surged upwards by thousands, by myriads, by generations, by centuries : my agitation was in1mite, my mind tossed and surged with the ocean.
Página 239 - I do not understand the doctrine of Luther, or Calvin, or Melancthon ; nor the confession of Augusta, or Geneva ; nor the Catechism of Heidelberg, nor the Articles of the Church of England, no, nor the harmony of Protestant Confessions ; but that wherein they all agree, and which they all subscribe with a greater harmony as a perfect rule of their faith and actions, that is, The Bible.
Página 6 - I seemed every night to descend— not metaphorically, but literally to descend— into chasms and sunless abysses, depths below depths, from which it seemed hopeless that I could ever reascend. Nor did I, by waking, feel that I had reascended.
Página 158 - ... the seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose; and on old Hiems' thin and icy crown an odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds is, as in mockery, set...
Página 158 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.
Página 143 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.