Littell's Living Age, Volumen125Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1875 |
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... told you all . " " I quite agree with you . And I be- lieve it is the very best thing all young people can do . But I strive to make every allowance for you , because you have been so very badly brought up . Now come to " Thank you ...
... told you all . " " I quite agree with you . And I be- lieve it is the very best thing all young people can do . But I strive to make every allowance for you , because you have been so very badly brought up . Now come to " Thank you ...
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... told them so , after his gravy - beef and a raw egg beaten up with sherry . " How cunning you are now ! " said Cecil , who liked and admired him very deeply . " But you are not quite equal , Master Captain , to female ingenuity . The ...
... told them so , after his gravy - beef and a raw egg beaten up with sherry . " How cunning you are now ! " said Cecil , who liked and admired him very deeply . " But you are not quite equal , Master Captain , to female ingenuity . The ...
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... told his Uncle land , " as per covenant , Tosti proving Harald on the morrow , adding that he honourable , - Tosti and he going with thought he should now soon die ; which faithful strict co - partnery , and all things proved to be the ...
... told his Uncle land , " as per covenant , Tosti proving Harald on the morrow , adding that he honourable , - Tosti and he going with thought he should now soon die ; which faithful strict co - partnery , and all things proved to be the ...
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... told Angelica that the portrait of the young officer in the crim- son coat was that of young Mr. André . " He is just gone into the army , " said the man , " and the picture is for him to give to his mother . Mr. Reynolds told me it was ...
... told Angelica that the portrait of the young officer in the crim- son coat was that of young Mr. André . " He is just gone into the army , " said the man , " and the picture is for him to give to his mother . Mr. Reynolds told me it was ...
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... told you so . . . It is decreed in the book of fate .. " " And all the way home Lady W. was her brightest and most charming self . All that afternoon and evening she loaded her protégée with kindness and pretty speeches . Lady Di , who ...
... told you so . . . It is decreed in the book of fate .. " " And all the way home Lady W. was her brightest and most charming self . All that afternoon and evening she loaded her protégée with kindness and pretty speeches . Lady Di , who ...
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Página 318 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Página 318 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labor and intent study, which I take to be my portion in this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Página 189 - Other Worlds than Ours ; The Plurality of Worlds Studied under the Light of Recent Scientific Researches.
Página 127 - Ilias, the other in his Odysseis : then Virgil, whose like intention was to doe in the person of...
Página 282 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Página 263 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Página 319 - It is more probable therefore, that not the endless delight of speculation, but this very consideration of that, great commandment does not press forward, as soon as many do, to undergo, but keeps off with a sacred reverence and religious advisement how best to undergo; not taking thought of being late, so it give advantage to be more fit...
Página 192 - For thus saith the Lord that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the Lord; and there is none else.
Página 319 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Página 556 - The glaciers creep Like snakes that watch their prey, from their far fountains, Slow rolling on; there, many a precipice, Frost and the Sun in scorn of mortal power Have piled: dome, pyramid, and pinnacle, A city of death, distinct with many a tower And wall impregnable of beaming ice. Yet not a city, but a flood of ruin Is there, that from the boundaries of the sky Rolls its perpetual stream...