Littell's Living Age, Band 26Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1850 |
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... hours upon the same thing without a change - to get up and turn round the chair - to pace five minutes up and down the room would in many cases suffice . Mr. Fisher laid down his plan . Two hours the young ladies worked , and then for ...
... hours upon the same thing without a change - to get up and turn round the chair - to pace five minutes up and down the room would in many cases suffice . Mr. Fisher laid down his plan . Two hours the young ladies worked , and then for ...
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... hour . She had suffered a good deal of un- easiness , and felt half inclined to be angry . A great many people with whom I am acquainted , would have burst out into a somewhat petulant scold , when the cause for anxiety was at an end ...
... hour . She had suffered a good deal of un- easiness , and felt half inclined to be angry . A great many people with whom I am acquainted , would have burst out into a somewhat petulant scold , when the cause for anxiety was at an end ...
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... hour after hour , in speechless agony , did that unhappy father bend over the couch of his dying son . Once , indeed , he thought he saw a smile of recognition light up his dying eye , and he " All these things speak to me vividly of ...
... hour after hour , in speechless agony , did that unhappy father bend over the couch of his dying son . Once , indeed , he thought he saw a smile of recognition light up his dying eye , and he " All these things speak to me vividly of ...
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... hour Mozart drooped and pined , and he wrote the sublime music of the Requiem , ' knowing that it would be his farewell to his art . On the 5th of December his friends , Shack , Hofer , and Gorl , assembled in his room , and round his ...
... hour Mozart drooped and pined , and he wrote the sublime music of the Requiem , ' knowing that it would be his farewell to his art . On the 5th of December his friends , Shack , Hofer , and Gorl , assembled in his room , and round his ...
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... hour or two ; and he endeavored on all occasions to find out what was the meaning of the abrupt exclama- tion to which Hofer had given vent at the coffee- house on the occasion of their first meeting . Hofer , however , always replied ...
... hour or two ; and he endeavored on all occasions to find out what was the meaning of the abrupt exclama- tion to which Hofer had given vent at the coffee- house on the occasion of their first meeting . Hofer , however , always replied ...
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Seite 166 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Seite 164 - SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.
Seite 166 - Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife ; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times ; Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold...
Seite 278 - He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth, Smiles broke from us and we had ease; The hills were round us, and the breeze Went o'er the sun-lit fields again; Our foreheads felt the wind and rain. Our youth return'd; for there was shed On spirits that had long been dead, Spirits dried up and closely furl'd, The freshness of the early world.
Seite 164 - And only thro' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground: Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold: Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main...
Seite 227 - Eagle rapidly advances, and is just on the point of reaching his opponent, when, with a sudden scream, probably of despair and honest execration, the latter drops his fish : the Eagle, poising himself for a moment, as if to take a more certain aim, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it in his grasp ere it reaches the water, and bears his ill-gotten booty silently away to the woods.
Seite 164 - A hand that can be clasp'd no more— Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.
Seite 103 - Was as rapid, as deep, and as brilliant a tide As ever bore Freedom aloft on its wave...
Seite 165 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Seite 165 - The path by which we twain did go, Which led by tracts that pleased us well, Thro' four sweet years arose and fell, From flower to flower, from snow to snow: And we with singing...