The Living Age, Volumen165E. Littell & Company, 1885 |
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... heart of hearts your mystic chime ; Deep in his soul it thrills , while , with eyes glistening , Unto your music his heart beats time . Swing out your golden bells , sweet dainty daffodils ! Swing them and ring them , and ring them ...
... heart of hearts your mystic chime ; Deep in his soul it thrills , while , with eyes glistening , Unto your music his heart beats time . Swing out your golden bells , sweet dainty daffodils ! Swing them and ring them , and ring them ...
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... heart- some woman's heart " Good heavens ! " cried Waring , start- ing to his feet , " I never supposed for a moment " Some young creature , " Mr. Durant continued solemnly , " whom it might be my duty and your duty to guard from de ...
... heart- some woman's heart " Good heavens ! " cried Waring , start- ing to his feet , " I never supposed for a moment " Some young creature , " Mr. Durant continued solemnly , " whom it might be my duty and your duty to guard from de ...
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... heart in a glass case , her mind so busy with the greater things that there is but small room for the per- sonal and the trivial . As enjoyable letters , tried by the high- est literary type , there is too little perhaps of the personal ...
... heart in a glass case , her mind so busy with the greater things that there is but small room for the per- sonal and the trivial . As enjoyable letters , tried by the high- est literary type , there is too little perhaps of the personal ...
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... heart and the home . There is an exquisite saying of the philosopher , one of those immortal words where wit , truth , and pathos are blended in a phrase : " If the kingdom of heaven belong to the poor in spirit , the kingdom of earth ...
... heart and the home . There is an exquisite saying of the philosopher , one of those immortal words where wit , truth , and pathos are blended in a phrase : " If the kingdom of heaven belong to the poor in spirit , the kingdom of earth ...
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... heart , and which she felt to be perilous to her composure . She did recur to it again , however , for a momenting him . This was not in the least that before they parted . " It will be spending a day together again , won't it , Hal ...
... heart , and which she felt to be perilous to her composure . She did recur to it again , however , for a momenting him . This was not in the least that before they parted . " It will be spending a day together again , won't it , Hal ...
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Página 408 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Página 282 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide : in cities, mutinies ; in countries, discord ; in palaces, treason ; and the bond cracked 'twixt son and father.
Página 285 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Página 304 - And the vision of all is become unto you as the words of a book that is sealed, Which men deliver to one that is learned, Saying, Read this, I pray thee: And he saith, I cannot; for it is sealed: And the book is delivered to him that is not learned, Saying, Read this, I pray thee : And he saith, I am not learned.
Página 545 - That hereafter no Indian nation or tribe within the territory of the United States shall be acknowledged or recognized as an independent nation, tribe, or power with whom the United States may contract by treaty...
Página 324 - His studies had been so various, that I am not able to name a man of equal knowledge. His acquaintance with books was great, and what he did not immediately know, he could, at least, tell where to find.
Página 283 - And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Página 281 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
Página 350 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down...
Página 304 - THE glories of our birth and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings ; Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.