Littell's Living Age, Volumen117Living Age Company Incorporated, 1873 |
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... SPEAK OF OUR BE- LOVED ?. · • POETRY . Macmillan's Magazine , Chambers ' Journal , MARCH ,. 2 HIDDEN IN LIGHT , PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY LITTELL & GAY , BOSTON . TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION . For EIGHT DOLLARS , remitted directly to the ...
... SPEAK OF OUR BE- LOVED ?. · • POETRY . Macmillan's Magazine , Chambers ' Journal , MARCH ,. 2 HIDDEN IN LIGHT , PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY LITTELL & GAY , BOSTON . TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION . For EIGHT DOLLARS , remitted directly to the ...
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HOW DOTH DEATH SPEAK OF OUR BE- LOVED ? How doth Death speak of our beloved , When it has laid them low- When it has set its hallowing touch On speechless lip and brow ? It clothes their every gift and grace With radiance from the ...
HOW DOTH DEATH SPEAK OF OUR BE- LOVED ? How doth Death speak of our beloved , When it has laid them low- When it has set its hallowing touch On speechless lip and brow ? It clothes their every gift and grace With radiance from the ...
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... speak bad words has been done in exploring the shores of and beat near to kill him one man what fetch the Sea of Galilee ; but that we propose de water for one English Colonel . I come for to do further on , after we have reviewed see ...
... speak bad words has been done in exploring the shores of and beat near to kill him one man what fetch the Sea of Galilee ; but that we propose de water for one English Colonel . I come for to do further on , after we have reviewed see ...
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... speak of that water so familiar in name to us , and of the undying region about its coasts . In addition , we presume , to the search for treasure . From Blackwood's Magazine . THE PARISIANS . BY LORD LYTTON . CHAPTER IV . THE next day ...
... speak of that water so familiar in name to us , and of the undying region about its coasts . In addition , we presume , to the search for treasure . From Blackwood's Magazine . THE PARISIANS . BY LORD LYTTON . CHAPTER IV . THE next day ...
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... speak to very merry — dancing quadrilles and waltzes , and regaling them the happiest - look- selves on sausages ing folks I found in all London - and , I must say , conducting themselves very decently . " 66 - " Ah ! " Here Lemercier ...
... speak to very merry — dancing quadrilles and waltzes , and regaling them the happiest - look- selves on sausages ing folks I found in all London - and , I must say , conducting themselves very decently . " 66 - " Ah ! " Here Lemercier ...
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Página 199 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
Página 199 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery...
Página 427 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 201 - If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne, And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
Página 376 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 198 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Página 196 - And who, in time, knows whither we may vent The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores This gain of our best glory shall be sent, T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores? What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident May come refined with th
Página 251 - And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world itself could not contain the books that should be written.
Página 194 - Trompington I laughed with Chaucer in the hawthorn shade ; Heard him, while birds were warbling, tell his tales Of amorous passion. And that gentle Bard, Chosen by the Muses for their Page of State — Sweet Spenser, moving through his clouded heaven With the moon's beauty and the moon's soft pace, I called him Brother, Englishman, and Friend ! Yea, our blind Poet, who in his later day, Stood almost single ; uttering odious truth...
Página 348 - Was roofed with clouds of rich emblazonry Dark purple at the zenith, which still grew Down the steep West into a wondrous hue Brighter than burning gold, even to the rent Where the swift sun yet paused in his descent Among the many-folded hills : they were Those famous Euganean hills, which bear, As seen from Lido thro...