Bentley's Miscellany, المجلد 12Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1842 |
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... heart hath risen with each note In calm and thoughtful pray'r . Here , too , the murd'rous culverin The forest glades hath woke From some near field of strife , whose din The fane's deep rest hath broke . And here the dying hath been ...
... heart hath risen with each note In calm and thoughtful pray'r . Here , too , the murd'rous culverin The forest glades hath woke From some near field of strife , whose din The fane's deep rest hath broke . And here the dying hath been ...
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... heart ; but at this moment my sorrows are too great . [ BARON gives him a piece of money . ] I en- treat your pardon - what you have been so good as to give me is not enough . BARON . Not enough ! FREDERICK . No , it is not enough . If ...
... heart ; but at this moment my sorrows are too great . [ BARON gives him a piece of money . ] I en- treat your pardon - what you have been so good as to give me is not enough . BARON . Not enough ! FREDERICK . No , it is not enough . If ...
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... heart that has once loved never forgets , But keeps loving that which it prizes , So the sun - flower turns round with the sun till it sets , And turns back again when it rises . ' " As soon as the landlord brought the wine , Mrs. Brown ...
... heart that has once loved never forgets , But keeps loving that which it prizes , So the sun - flower turns round with the sun till it sets , And turns back again when it rises . ' " As soon as the landlord brought the wine , Mrs. Brown ...
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... heart , not head ; Simple and unadorn'd , such as beseem'd One on high mission sent . With words that wept , Methought , at the sad tidings they convey'd , He pleaded Childhood's , Girlhood's , Woman's cause ; The veil undrawn , what ...
... heart , not head ; Simple and unadorn'd , such as beseem'd One on high mission sent . With words that wept , Methought , at the sad tidings they convey'd , He pleaded Childhood's , Girlhood's , Woman's cause ; The veil undrawn , what ...
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... Hearts harden'd , unredeemable ; and souls That scorn'd , if they knew , their priceless worth . Womanhood also was ... heart . AND THEY SHALL BE ARRESTED IN THEIR COURSE ! So say the Senate - so with loud acclaim Re - echoes England ...
... Hearts harden'd , unredeemable ; and souls That scorn'd , if they knew , their priceless worth . Womanhood also was ... heart . AND THEY SHALL BE ARRESTED IN THEIR COURSE ! So say the Senate - so with loud acclaim Re - echoes England ...
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الصفحة 36 - Excelsior! ,O stay,' the maiden said, ,and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!' A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered with a sigh, Excelsior! ,Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche!' This was the peasant's last Goodnight. A voice replied, far up the height, Excelsior! At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air, Excelsior! A...
الصفحة 647 - Of the stern agony and shroud and pall And breathless darkness and the narrow house Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
الصفحة 36 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the pass!
الصفحة 36 - A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior ! POEMS ON SLAVERY.
الصفحة 466 - But that which most doth take my Muse and me, Is a pure cup of rich Canary wine, Which is the Mermaid's now, but shall be mine: Of which had Horace or Anacreon tasted, Their lives, as do their lines, till now had lasted.
الصفحة 36 - The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
الصفحة 587 - Front, flank, and rear, the squadrons sweep To break the Scottish circle deep That fought around their king. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though billmen ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood The instant that he fell.
الصفحة 78 - ... I, gentlemen of the jury ; that he wears very fine clothes, much finer clothes than you or I, gentlemen of the jury ; that he has abundance of money in his pocket, much more money than you or I, gentlemen of the jury ; but, gentlemen of the jury, is it not a very hard case.
الصفحة 208 - Ruthless Tudor's bloated form Rides on the blast, and guides the storm ; I hear the sacrilegious cry, ' Down with the nests, and the rooks will fly ! ' Down ! down they come — a fearful fall — • Arch, and pillar, and roof-tree, and all, Stained pane, and sculptured stone, There they lie on the greensward strown — Mouldering walls remain alone.
الصفحة 463 - Graces, The Goddesses of Memory and Wit, Which there in order take their several places; In whose dear bosom, sweet delicious Love Lays down his quiver, which he once did bear, Since he that blessed paradise did prove; And leaves his mother's lap, to sport him there. Let others strive to entertain with words! My soul is of a braver mettle made: I hold that vile, which vulgar wit affords, In me's that faith which Time cannot invade!