Macmillan's Magazine, Volumen27Macmillan and Company, 1873 |
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... give you his size , He was a simple pazon , and lovin and wise . That's what he was , and quiet uncommon , And never ... gives it you like blazes . What's the good of all that surt ! Sweatin and actin and bustin their shirt ; Shiverin ...
... give you his size , He was a simple pazon , and lovin and wise . That's what he was , and quiet uncommon , And never ... gives it you like blazes . What's the good of all that surt ! Sweatin and actin and bustin their shirt ; Shiverin ...
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... give her a sup Of tea or the like - and - mates - hould on Betsy was gone ! aye , Betsy was gone ! " Gentle Jesus , meek and mild ! Look upon a little child ! Pity my simplicity ! Suffer me to come to thee ! 19 That's the words I've ...
... give her a sup Of tea or the like - and - mates - hould on Betsy was gone ! aye , Betsy was gone ! " Gentle Jesus , meek and mild ! Look upon a little child ! Pity my simplicity ! Suffer me to come to thee ! 19 That's the words I've ...
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... give you any content . " Not another word , but away we went- And her in the dark , a keepin a grip Of my jacket for fear I'd give her the slip , And a peggin away with her poor old bones , And stumblin and knockin agin the stones- And ...
... give you any content . " Not another word , but away we went- And her in the dark , a keepin a grip Of my jacket for fear I'd give her the slip , And a peggin away with her poor old bones , And stumblin and knockin agin the stones- And ...
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... give nothin to a tramp ! " So I made her a bow , for I learnt with my letters , To " ordher myself to all my betters . " But when the sun got low in the sky , Little Simmy began to cry . Hungry ! I says , and over a gate And into a ...
... give nothin to a tramp ! " So I made her a bow , for I learnt with my letters , To " ordher myself to all my betters . " But when the sun got low in the sky , Little Simmy began to cry . Hungry ! I says , and over a gate And into a ...
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... give him grace ! " Thinks I then to him , and looked in his face . Aw , that face ! he raised it - it wasn surprise , It wasn fear that was in his eyes ; But the look of a man that's fairly done With everythin that's under the sun . Ah ...
... give him grace ! " Thinks I then to him , and looked in his face . Aw , that face ! he raised it - it wasn surprise , It wasn fear that was in his eyes ; But the look of a man that's fairly done With everythin that's under the sun . Ah ...
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Página 298 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty...
Página 294 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth, of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In Nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Página 297 - I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Página 296 - The horizon's bound, a huge peak, black and huge, As if with voluntary power instinct Upreared its head. I struck and struck again, And growing still in stature the grim shape Towered up between me and the stars, and still, For so it seemed, with purpose of its own And measured motion like a living thing, Strode after me.
Página 298 - Liberty ! There came a tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled maid, what sorrow would it be That mountain floods should thunder as before, And ocean bellow from his rocky shore, And neither awful voice be heard by thee...
Página 297 - It is not to be thought of that the flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, " with pomp of waters, unwithstood...
Página 542 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks : methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam ; purging and unsealing her...
Página 294 - The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light — Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree; Characters of the great Apocalypse, The types and symbols of Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.
Página 541 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book : who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book. kills reason itself; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Página 291 - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous...