Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 56Macmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... hour and proceeded to survey their new dwelling . Augustus Chard had come over from Naples several times , and had personally directed most of the repairs and improvements . The result did not fall short of his in- tentions . The huge ...
... hour and proceeded to survey their new dwelling . Augustus Chard had come over from Naples several times , and had personally directed most of the repairs and improvements . The result did not fall short of his in- tentions . The huge ...
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... hour later the whole party were seated upon the terrace in the full light of the May moon , looking over the placid southern sea . Heine sat in the midst of the group . Saving his antiquated dress , there was nothing in his appearance ...
... hour later the whole party were seated upon the terrace in the full light of the May moon , looking over the placid southern sea . Heine sat in the midst of the group . Saving his antiquated dress , there was nothing in his appearance ...
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... hour after the Sunday meal ; and on taking medical advice and consulting the family butcher I lost confidence in my- self , and did not apply . Uncle Solo- mon Heine also thought there was truth in his saying , and repeated it ...
... hour after the Sunday meal ; and on taking medical advice and consulting the family butcher I lost confidence in my- self , and did not apply . Uncle Solo- mon Heine also thought there was truth in his saying , and repeated it ...
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... hour since he had fallen . ' God be merciful to me ! ' he mur- mured ; and again , ' God be merciful to me , for I think it is the end . ' the angel of the Lord came in the storm and the darkness , and touched his forehead , and it was ...
... hour since he had fallen . ' God be merciful to me ! ' he mur- mured ; and again , ' God be merciful to me , for I think it is the end . ' the angel of the Lord came in the storm and the darkness , and touched his forehead , and it was ...
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... hour I could find nothing better to say to him than that there were good plums on the road from Jena to Weimar and that I was writing a ' Faust . ' I got no applause for my plums and no sympathy for my ' Faust ' ; I never wrote the ...
... hour I could find nothing better to say to him than that there were good plums on the road from Jena to Weimar and that I was writing a ' Faust . ' I got no applause for my plums and no sympathy for my ' Faust ' ; I never wrote the ...
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Page 75 - Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Page 314 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly ; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Page 340 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Page 340 - O attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
Page 337 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 71 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth...
Page 408 - And in far other scenes! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars.
Page 340 - 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.
Page 72 - And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element! O pure of heart! thou need'st not ask of me What this strong music in the soul may be! What, and wherein it doth exist, This light, this glory, this fair luminous mist, This beautiful and beauty-making power.
Page 73 - Tis of the rushing of an host in rout, With groans, of trampled men, with smarting wounds — At once they groan with pain, and shudder with the cold ! But hush ! there is a pause of deepest silence...