The Living Age, Volume 194E. Littell & Company, 1892 |
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Pagina 16
... took your failure to heart , last year , " he said , as he balanced his tea - spoon on his finger . " I believe I gave careless lessons , for at times I felt almost too ill to teach well . I never thought that you had a genius for ...
... took your failure to heart , last year , " he said , as he balanced his tea - spoon on his finger . " I believe I gave careless lessons , for at times I felt almost too ill to teach well . I never thought that you had a genius for ...
Pagina 17
... took your place amongst us . And though he did his best for us all , he had not that sympathy which makes teach- ing a success , nor that enthusiasm which can turn mathematics into real poetry . If you only knew how we had missed you ...
... took your place amongst us . And though he did his best for us all , he had not that sympathy which makes teach- ing a success , nor that enthusiasm which can turn mathematics into real poetry . If you only knew how we had missed you ...
Pagina 21
... took lodgings for herself close by , and trans- ferred herself and her shabby white cat from Marylebone to Hampstead . Even then she found the distance to the high school very trying in all the heat ; but she assured Elkin that the ...
... took lodgings for herself close by , and trans- ferred herself and her shabby white cat from Marylebone to Hampstead . Even then she found the distance to the high school very trying in all the heat ; but she assured Elkin that the ...
Pagina 24
... took his arm ; but it was he who had the support , and not she , and when they reached his lodgings , he sank back exhausted . 66 " I can still smell the lime - trees , " he said to himself , as he loosened his scarf . I am glad you ...
... took his arm ; but it was he who had the support , and not she , and when they reached his lodgings , he sank back exhausted . 66 " I can still smell the lime - trees , " he said to himself , as he loosened his scarf . I am glad you ...
Pagina 35
... took it into their heads had , in the course of his duty , to travel to that he was a spy , and accordingly doomed a northern capital ; and one day , shortly him to death . Nothing would convince them after his arrival , was spending ...
... took it into their heads had , in the course of his duty , to travel to that he was a spy , and accordingly doomed a northern capital ; and one day , shortly him to death . Nothing would convince them after his arrival , was spending ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 157 - But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.
Pagina 161 - ... the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone.
Pagina 231 - If therefore ye have not been faithful in the unrighteous mammon, who will commit to your trust the true riches ? And if ye have not been faithful in that which is another man's, who shall give you that which is your own...
Pagina 157 - O that some Minstrel's harp were near, To utter notes of gladness, And chase this silence from the air, That fills my heart with sadness...
Pagina 325 - Euphrates, and the Arabian fleet might have sailed without a naval combat into the mouth of the Thames. Perhaps the interpretation of the Koran would now be taught in the schools of Oxford, and her pulpits might demonstrate to a circumcised people the sanctity and truth of the revelation of Mahomet.
Pagina 158 - And if, as Yarrow, through the woods And down the meadow ranging, Did meet us with unaltered face, Though we were changed and changing; If, then, some natural shadows spread Our inward prospect over, The soul's deep valley was not slow Its brightness to recover.
Pagina 159 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of Power, assembled there, complain For kindred Power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again.
Pagina 186 - Choose well ; your choice is Brief, and yet endless. Here eyes do regard you, In Eternity's stillness; Here is all fulness, Ye brave, to reward you; Work, and despair not.
Pagina 159 - WHEN first, descending from the Moorlands, I saw the Stream of Yarrow glide Along a bare and open valley, The Ettrick Shepherd was my guide. When last along its banks I wandered, Through groves that had begun to shed Their golden leaves upon the pathways, My steps the Border-minstrel led. The Mighty Minstrel breathes no longer, Mid mouldering ruins low he lies ; And death upon the braes of Yarrow, Has closed the Shepherd-poet's eyes...
Pagina 159 - ... the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of power, assembled there, complain For kindred power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows, Follow this wondrous potentate. Be true, Ye...