Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volumen20James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch J. Fraser, 1879 Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle. |
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... thought the editor ; but the publisher had evidently difficulties about Yeast . " It was thought in those times a very daring and disturbing book . Launcelot was pronounced a healthy animalist , " and the worst tendencies of the day ...
... thought the editor ; but the publisher had evidently difficulties about Yeast . " It was thought in those times a very daring and disturbing book . Launcelot was pronounced a healthy animalist , " and the worst tendencies of the day ...
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... thought run through them as before , while we make no attempt to revive the mere forms of past literary expression . The great aim will be to make the Magazine throughout an organ of the best and brightest thought of the time in all ...
... thought run through them as before , while we make no attempt to revive the mere forms of past literary expression . The great aim will be to make the Magazine throughout an organ of the best and brightest thought of the time in all ...
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... thought . My cuffs will never wash white again , and all I have found is a mare's nest . However , I'll go to the bottom now . There may be a gold seal , they used to put them in with the deeds three hundred years ago . A charter of ...
... thought . My cuffs will never wash white again , and all I have found is a mare's nest . However , I'll go to the bottom now . There may be a gold seal , they used to put them in with the deeds three hundred years ago . A charter of ...
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... thought . My cuffs will never wash white again , and all I have found is a mare's nest . However , I'll go to the bottom now . There may be a gold seal , they used to put them in with the deeds three hundred years ago . A charter of ...
... thought . My cuffs will never wash white again , and all I have found is a mare's nest . However , I'll go to the bottom now . There may be a gold seal , they used to put them in with the deeds three hundred years ago . A charter of ...
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... thought of such an entry for his daybook , kept Mr. Jellicorse from ignominious flight . He was in for it now , and must carry it through . In a deep embayed window of leaded glass , Mistress Yordas and her widowed sister sat for an ...
... thought of such an entry for his daybook , kept Mr. Jellicorse from ignominious flight . He was in for it now , and must carry it through . In a deep embayed window of leaded glass , Mistress Yordas and her widowed sister sat for an ...
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Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volumen64 James Anthony Froude,John Tulloch Vista completa - 1861 |
Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volumen36 James Anthony Froude,John Tulloch Vista completa - 1847 |
Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volumen34 James Anthony Froude,John Tulloch Vista completa - 1846 |
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Página 63 - O the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance...
Página 114 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Página 471 - God, from Whom all holy desires, all good counsels, and all just works do proceed; Give unto Thy servants that peace which the world cannot give; that both our hearts may be set to obey Thy commandments, and also that by Thee we being defended from the fear of our enemies may pass our time in rest and quietness; through the merits of Jesus Christ our Saviour.
Página 72 - And will be, tho' as yet I keep Within his court on earth, and sleep Encompass'd by his faithful guard, And hear at times a sentinel Who moves about from place to place, And whispers to the worlds of space, In the deep night, that all is well. CXXVII. And all is well, tho...
Página 36 - The City's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion. in Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Página 249 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old rude song, that suited well That ruin wild and hoary. She...
Página 31 - Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together ; and our lips With other eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them, and the wells Which boil under our being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deepest life, shall be Confused in passion's golden purity, As mountain-springs under the morning Sun.
Página 33 - Lift not the painted veil which those who live Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe With colours idly spread, — behind, lurk Fear And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
Página 35 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Página 56 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.