The King's College Magazine, Volumen2Houlston and Hughes, 1842 |
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... turn soberly aside into the world's high road , with its carts and its horses ; for we have seen a pretty spot to which the road appears to lead , and wish to reach it . They have led a merry dance over many For the rest , we had one or ...
... turn soberly aside into the world's high road , with its carts and its horses ; for we have seen a pretty spot to which the road appears to lead , and wish to reach it . They have led a merry dance over many For the rest , we had one or ...
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... turn , the peaceful , holy Sabbath comes to reunite the divided family , imparting to each household bliss , the purest earth affords . Bright wood fires , faggot upon faggot , glowed within each cottage ; and the light , as it would ...
... turn , the peaceful , holy Sabbath comes to reunite the divided family , imparting to each household bliss , the purest earth affords . Bright wood fires , faggot upon faggot , glowed within each cottage ; and the light , as it would ...
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... turning to Edward ; " I have sworn it , I have sworn not to leave thee ! - thyself didst hear my vow ! -my designs are deep , and I am determined to succeed . " Rest not secure , young " Wherefore this hate ? " asked Edward ...
... turning to Edward ; " I have sworn it , I have sworn not to leave thee ! - thyself didst hear my vow ! -my designs are deep , and I am determined to succeed . " Rest not secure , young " Wherefore this hate ? " asked Edward ...
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... turn now towards the valley's head , where the closing rocks shut in a narrow gorge , a mountain pass , where but a handful might withstand an army . Here let us keep the trodden path , for among the mazes of the lofty jungle grass hide ...
... turn now towards the valley's head , where the closing rocks shut in a narrow gorge , a mountain pass , where but a handful might withstand an army . Here let us keep the trodden path , for among the mazes of the lofty jungle grass hide ...
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... turn aside to the holy , the inexpressible , the mysterious Night . Afar off lies the world , buried in some deep chasm desolate and lonely is the spot it filled . Through the chords of the breast sighs deepest sorrow . I will sink down ...
... turn aside to the holy , the inexpressible , the mysterious Night . Afar off lies the world , buried in some deep chasm desolate and lonely is the spot it filled . Through the chords of the breast sighs deepest sorrow . I will sink down ...
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Página 194 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Página 481 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Página 255 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Página 303 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Página 305 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Página 193 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Página 232 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
Página 302 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!
Página 429 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 301 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more ! to all the house : Glamis hath murdered sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more .