Temple Bar, 第 27 巻George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1869 |
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... poor child ! and he was afraid she might feel neglected . " CHAPTER XV . THE WORLD'S LIFE is shorter by a fortnight than it was on that last day I told you of , and during that fortnight the ordinary amount of things have happened . The ...
... poor child ! and he was afraid she might feel neglected . " CHAPTER XV . THE WORLD'S LIFE is shorter by a fortnight than it was on that last day I told you of , and during that fortnight the ordinary amount of things have happened . The ...
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... poor Bob , how badly I am treating you ! Poor Bob ! and his yellow roses that St. John made such fun of ! How I wish that the thoughts of your long legs and your little sour Puritan sisters did not make me feel so sick ! Oh ! if you ...
... poor Bob , how badly I am treating you ! Poor Bob ! and his yellow roses that St. John made such fun of ! How I wish that the thoughts of your long legs and your little sour Puritan sisters did not make me feel so sick ! Oh ! if you ...
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... poor lover , and his pothooks and hangers , and yet vexed with St. John for sneering at them . " It was a fact worth inscribing , I must say , " continues he , ironic- ally- " the making of such a very handsome present , " holding the poor ...
... poor lover , and his pothooks and hangers , and yet vexed with St. John for sneering at them . " It was a fact worth inscribing , I must say , " continues he , ironic- ally- " the making of such a very handsome present , " holding the poor ...
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... poor Brandon's had been , round her supple figure - for who is there in these grey evening fields to witness the embrace ? ) - " I think it right to warn you that I may very possibly grow like Sir Thomas in time ; they tell me that I ...
... poor Brandon's had been , round her supple figure - for who is there in these grey evening fields to witness the embrace ? ) - " I think it right to warn you that I may very possibly grow like Sir Thomas in time ; they tell me that I ...
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... poor Ginevra , in her ghostlike toilette , was wetted to the skin and shivering with cold . So with a piteous and wistful look around the desolate piazza , she rose from her seat , having made up her mind to go to her husband's house ...
... poor Ginevra , in her ghostlike toilette , was wetted to the skin and shivering with cold . So with a piteous and wistful look around the desolate piazza , she rose from her seat , having made up her mind to go to her husband's house ...
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234 ページ - And John answered him, saying, Master, we saw one casting out devils in thy name, and he followeth not us : and we forbad him, because he followeth not us. But Jesus said, Forbid him not : for there is no man which shall do a miracle in my name, that can lightly speak evil of me. For he that is not against us is on our part.
173 ページ - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
47 ページ - Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time, Why should I strive to set the crooked straight ? Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme Beats with light wing against the ivory gate, Telling a tale not too importunate To those who in the sleepy region stay, Lulled by the singer of an empty day.
37 ページ - Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn. Their faith, my tears, the world deride ; I come to shed them at their side.
173 ページ - No more? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him. O life as futile, then, as frail! O for thy voice to soothe and bless! What hope of answer, or redress? Behind the veil, behind the veil.
324 ページ - Behold, the body includes and is the meaning, the main concern, and includes and is the soul; Whoever you are, how superb and how divine is your body, or any part of it ! 14 Whoever you are, to you endless announcements ! Daughter of the lands did you wait for your poet?
292 ページ - And grow one in the sense of this world's life. And then, the last song When the dead man is praised on his journey, "Bear, bear him along, With his few faults shut up like dead flowerets. Are balmseeds not here To console us? The land has none left such as he on the bier. Oh, would we might keep thee, my brother...
38 ページ - And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well — but 'tis not true!
173 ページ - Twere all as one to fix our hopes on Heaven As on this vision of the golden year.
352 ページ - But it don't curl, — perhaps from its being let grow. I also thank you for the inscription of the date and name, and I will tell you why: — I believe that they are the only two or three words of your handwriting in my possession. For your letters I returned; and except the two words, or rather the one word, " Household " written twice in an old account book, I have no other.