Tinsley's Magazine, Bind 21Tinsley Brothers, 1877 |
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... hard battles with wolfish hunger , a crushing burden of human misery within - a place to which not even God's blessed sunshine seemed to lend a gleam of brightness . A sharp peal came at the bell- one of those sharp startling peals that ...
... hard battles with wolfish hunger , a crushing burden of human misery within - a place to which not even God's blessed sunshine seemed to lend a gleam of brightness . A sharp peal came at the bell- one of those sharp startling peals that ...
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... hard to edge away from her , just as all the friends of prosperous days had done . After a while she raised her head , and , still kneeling on the attic - floor , surveyed her possession with a ghost of a smile . ' So this , of all I ...
... hard to edge away from her , just as all the friends of prosperous days had done . After a while she raised her head , and , still kneeling on the attic - floor , surveyed her possession with a ghost of a smile . ' So this , of all I ...
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... hard to keep it nice ; but she was so long sick , and loved to sit in it all the time . I can see her in it now , ma'am , with her poor white face leaning against the silk - just here ! ' There were tears in the soft blue eyes , and ...
... hard to keep it nice ; but she was so long sick , and loved to sit in it all the time . I can see her in it now , ma'am , with her poor white face leaning against the silk - just here ! ' There were tears in the soft blue eyes , and ...
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... hard . I will take him some day when I go on a tramp . ' Nell looked up frightened , and laid down her piece of butterless bread . ' Father , it would kill him to walk so far ! ' ' Oh , I am well now and strong , ' cried Lennard . ' I ...
... hard . I will take him some day when I go on a tramp . ' Nell looked up frightened , and laid down her piece of butterless bread . ' Father , it would kill him to walk so far ! ' ' Oh , I am well now and strong , ' cried Lennard . ' I ...
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... hard to smile , but the effort ended in a tremulous quiver of his lips , and big burning tears swelled under his eyelids , and shone on his long dark lashes . The thing she asked was positive torture to his shy sen- sitive soul . ' Kiss ...
... hard to smile , but the effort ended in a tremulous quiver of his lips , and big burning tears swelled under his eyelids , and shone on his long dark lashes . The thing she asked was positive torture to his shy sen- sitive soul . ' Kiss ...
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Side 141 - Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark. Here's to my love ! \Drinks.} O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
Side 260 - To-night I saw the sun set: he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind; And the...
Side 258 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings...
Side 259 - YE who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow ; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.
Side 260 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Side 261 - The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me; I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched bridge, and the happy islands, I saw nothing but the long hollow valley of Bagdat, with oxen, sheep, and camels grazing upon the sides of it.
Side 259 - The young men saw me, and hid themselves : and the aged arose, and stood up. The princes refrained talking, and laid their hand on their mouth. The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
Side 145 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Side 258 - THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
Side 262 - But whence ?—O Heaven, whither ? Sense knows not; Faith knows not; only that it is through Mystery to Mystery, from God and to God. ' " We are such stuff As Dreams are made of, and our little Life Is rounded with a sleep!