Temple Bar, Volume 12Ward and Lock, 1864 |
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... matter what the rank or station or sex of poor Othello ; he or she is never suffered to be at peace , or to be happy - knowing nothing . There is always " mine ancient , " male or female , as the case may be , to bring home the freshest ...
... matter what the rank or station or sex of poor Othello ; he or she is never suffered to be at peace , or to be happy - knowing nothing . There is always " mine ancient , " male or female , as the case may be , to bring home the freshest ...
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... matter - of - fact Moor despised and rejected ? It was something after this wise that Isabel reasoned , when she did reason at all about her platonic attachment for Roland Lansdell . She was very happy , lulled to rest by her own ...
... matter - of - fact Moor despised and rejected ? It was something after this wise that Isabel reasoned , when she did reason at all about her platonic attachment for Roland Lansdell . She was very happy , lulled to rest by her own ...
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... matter - of - fact regions of prose ? Degraded ! ashamed ! —her face grew crimson all in a moment as these cruel words stung her poor sentimental heart . She wanted to run away all at once , and never see Mr. Lansdell again . Her heart ...
... matter - of - fact regions of prose ? Degraded ! ashamed ! —her face grew crimson all in a moment as these cruel words stung her poor sentimental heart . She wanted to run away all at once , and never see Mr. Lansdell again . Her heart ...
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... matter of form than other- wise . This time Mrs. Gilbert did not tell her husband that she had met Roland Lansdell . The words shame and degradation ' were ringing in her ears all dinner - time . She had tasted , if ever so little , of ...
... matter of form than other- wise . This time Mrs. Gilbert did not tell her husband that she had met Roland Lansdell . The words shame and degradation ' were ringing in her ears all dinner - time . She had tasted , if ever so little , of ...
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... matters . I have heard Mr. Raymond speak very kindly of you ; I cannot judge you as harshly as other people judge you ; I ... matter of Lord Heatherland , her increasing years , and declining chances of a prize in the matrimonial lottery ...
... matters . I have heard Mr. Raymond speak very kindly of you ; I cannot judge you as harshly as other people judge you ; I ... matter of Lord Heatherland , her increasing years , and declining chances of a prize in the matrimonial lottery ...
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Page 81 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea. When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 84 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Page 145 - MINE be a cot beside the hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow oft beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest. Around my ivied porch shall spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy at her wheel shall sing In russet gown and apron blue.
Page 193 - Thus this brook has conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean; and thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over.
Page 341 - Let them be free, marry them to your heirs? Why sweat they under burdens? let their beds Be made as soft as yours, and let their palates Be season'd with such viands? You will answer The slaves are ours.
Page 147 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Page 151 - BARD'S EPITAPH. Is there a whim-inspired fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool, Let him draw near ; And owre this grassy heap sing dool, And drap a tear. Is there a Bard of rustic song, Who, noteless, steals the crowds among, That weekly this area throng, O, pass not by ! But, with a frater-feeling strong, Here, heave a sigh. Is there a man whose judgment clear, Can others teach the course to steer...
Page 152 - Here pause— and, through the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn, and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name...
Page 154 - ALL through the sultry hours of June, From morning blithe to golden noon, And till the star of evening climbs The gray-blue East, a world too soon, There sings a Thrush amid the limes.
Page 246 - Retirement then might hourly look Upon a soothing scene, Age steal to his allotted nook Contented and serene ; With heart as calm as lakes that sleep, In frosty moonlight glistening ; Or mountain rivers, where they creep Along a channel smooth and deep, To their own far-off murmurs listening.