Chambers's Edinburgh journal, conducted by W. Chambers. [Continued as] Chambers's Journal of popular literature, science and arts, Volumen8 |
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... look to its edge , ' he said vindictively , as he rammed home the charge . ' I would have spared him , but now he dies . ' ' My husband ! ' exclaimed Gertruda in terror ; ' spare him - spare him . ' ' Hark ! he cried abruptly ; ' the ...
... look to its edge , ' he said vindictively , as he rammed home the charge . ' I would have spared him , but now he dies . ' ' My husband ! ' exclaimed Gertruda in terror ; ' spare him - spare him . ' ' Hark ! he cried abruptly ; ' the ...
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... look for it , and were pained when its place knew it no more , and it had vanished into space . Comets go away for such long periods of time , generally , that we can scarcely ever hope to greet them again . We have heard since that our ...
... look for it , and were pained when its place knew it no more , and it had vanished into space . Comets go away for such long periods of time , generally , that we can scarcely ever hope to greet them again . We have heard since that our ...
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... look of outraged humanity as entertained by early ages of the general conflagration she passed , and then to take my due place among the of the world by flaming swords and stars with fiery indignant sisterhood who remained , not without ...
... look of outraged humanity as entertained by early ages of the general conflagration she passed , and then to take my due place among the of the world by flaming swords and stars with fiery indignant sisterhood who remained , not without ...
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... look , he would dive into the inn , usually followed by one or two of the outsides , who looked , or tried to look , as if they felt a little chilly . Then would the frequent passing to and fro of a dirty serving - girl reveal to house ...
... look , he would dive into the inn , usually followed by one or two of the outsides , who looked , or tried to look , as if they felt a little chilly . Then would the frequent passing to and fro of a dirty serving - girl reveal to house ...
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... look before and after , And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought . Most people who have any sympathy with sounds can respond truly to ...
... look before and after , And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought . Most people who have any sympathy with sounds can respond truly to ...
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Página 141 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Página 332 - In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness. If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost ; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
Página 319 - And drenches with Elysian dew (List, mortals, if your ears be true) Beds of hyacinth and roses, Where young Adonis oft reposes, Waxing well of his deep wound In slumber soft, and on the ground Sadly sits the Assyrian queen ; But far above, in spangled sheen, Celestial Cupid, her famed son, advanced, Holds his dear Psyche sweet entranced...
Página 330 - Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness...
Página 71 - Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh ; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers ; but in singleness of heart, fearing God...
Página 330 - There is some of the same fitness in a man's building his own house that there is in a bird's building its own nest. Who knows but if men constructed their dwellings with their own hands, and provided food for themselves and families simply and honestly enough, the poetic faculty would be universally developed, as birds universally sing when they are so engaged...
Página 331 - Yet I love to hear their wailing, their doleful responses, trilled along the woodside; reminding me sometimes of music and singing birds; as if it were the dark and tearful side of music, the regrets and sighs that would fain be sung.
Página 330 - The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad, and if I repent of anything, it is very likely to be my good behavior. What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?
Página 73 - Yet Burlington's fair palace still remains ; Beauty within, without proportion, reigns. Beneath his eye declining art revives, The wall with animated picture lives ; There Handel strikes the strings, the melting strain Transports the soul, and thrills through every vein ; There oft I enter, (but with cleaner shoes,) For Burlington's belov'd by every Muse.
Página 218 - The fire-fly wakens : waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake : So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me.