The Living Age, Volume 262Living Age Company, 1909 |
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Pagina 9
... hand " [ in rapid exulta- tion ] " the rafters of the hovel in which he skulks and sniggers shall ring with the loudest whacks ever administered in discipline or chastisement to a howl- ing churl . " All this poured forth , in towering ...
... hand " [ in rapid exulta- tion ] " the rafters of the hovel in which he skulks and sniggers shall ring with the loudest whacks ever administered in discipline or chastisement to a howl- ing churl . " All this poured forth , in towering ...
Pagina 36
... hand and eye by which I was able to convert every snipe that rose from the ground into a heap of inert feathers . I sat on a sunny bank and thought about it . I was a hedonist with a great pity for those who were not . It was early in ...
... hand and eye by which I was able to convert every snipe that rose from the ground into a heap of inert feathers . I sat on a sunny bank and thought about it . I was a hedonist with a great pity for those who were not . It was early in ...
Pagina 44
... hand . The purse , like its contents , was of gold , and in spite of his rage its disappear- ance was an additional pang to him . " And now I think you ought to shake hands with him , " Evelyn went on more gently 44 A Man of Impulse .
... hand . The purse , like its contents , was of gold , and in spite of his rage its disappear- ance was an additional pang to him . " And now I think you ought to shake hands with him , " Evelyn went on more gently 44 A Man of Impulse .
Pagina 45
hands with him , " Evelyn went on more gently , " just to show you're sorry for having been so unkind . " Bellows held out a dirty hand . " I'm agreeable , " he said handsomely . But this was more than Maxwell could put up with . " I'm ...
hands with him , " Evelyn went on more gently , " just to show you're sorry for having been so unkind . " Bellows held out a dirty hand . " I'm agreeable , " he said handsomely . But this was more than Maxwell could put up with . " I'm ...
Pagina 47
... hands of a genial editor who found him a job as storekeeper at some engineering works . Then he was made sub ... hand and said , ' My dear Skipsey , whatever are you doing here ? We had a long talk , and explanations were made ...
... hands of a genial editor who found him a job as storekeeper at some engineering works . Then he was made sub ... hand and said , ' My dear Skipsey , whatever are you doing here ? We had a long talk , and explanations were made ...
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A. C. Swinburne American asked Aumur beautiful Bess birds Blackwood's Magazine Bradstone called Charles Hapgood Cornhill Magazine course cried dear door England English eyes fact father feel Franz Ferdinand French German girl give Greek green Hague school hand Hardy head heart human ical Jack Norris Jacob Maris Joseph Skipsey Kaptein Kitty Lady land less light LIVING AGE look Lord Maxwell ment Meredith mind Miss morning nature naval ness never night once painting passed perhaps person picture Pierre poet poetry present Rittmeister road round salamanders Saleh seems Shakespeare Sheba soul speak spirit spotbill stand Stephen stood story Swinburne Swinburne's Tabriz tell Thibaut things thou thought tion to-day Triple Entente turned verse whole woman word Worters write young
Populaire passages
Pagina 532 - When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain...
Pagina 326 - DIRGE IN WOODS A WIND sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines Of the roots here and there. The pine-tree drops its dead ; They are quiet, as under the sea.
Pagina 327 - They wandered once; clear as the dew on flowers: But they fed not on the advancing hours: Their hearts held cravings for the buried day. Then each applied to each that fatal knife, Deep questioning, which probes to endless dole. Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life...
Pagina 53 - Now in this that I declare unto you, I praise you not, that ye come together not for the better, but for the worse. For first of all, when ye come together in the church, I hear that there be divisions among you; and I partly believe it.
Pagina 645 - Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh : who are Israelites ; to whom pertaineth the adoption, and the glory, and the covenants, and the giving of the law, and the service of God, and the promises : whose are the fathers, and of whom as concerning the flesh Christ came, Who is over all, God blessed for ever. Amen.
Pagina 322 - Happy happy time, when the white star hovers Low over dim fields fresh with bloomy dew, Near the face of dawn, that draws athwart the darkness, Threading it with colour, like yewberries the yew. Thicker crowd the shades as the grave East deepens Glowing, and with crimson a long cloud swells. Maiden still the morn is; and strange she is, and secret; Strange her eyes; her cheeks are cold as cold seashells.
Pagina 54 - THE awful shadow of some unseen power Floats, though unseen, among us — visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer winds that creep from flower to flower ; Like moonbeams, that behind some piny mountain shower, It visits with inconstant glance Each human heart and countenance, Like hues and harmonies of evening, Like clouds in starlight widely spread, Like memory of music fled, Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.
Pagina 53 - We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed ; we are perplexed, but not in despair ; persecuted, but not forsaken ; cast down, but not destroyed...
Pagina 120 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth...
Pagina 322 - For singing till his heaven fills, 'Tis love of earth that he instils, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which overflows To lift us with him as he goes...