Bentley's Miscellany, المجلد 43Richard Bentley, 1858 |
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الصفحة 12
... face lengthened . " But so I address my letterre to Madame Scrop . " " Then it's fifty to one if she has received it . However , that don't so much matter , I suppose , since you have come here yourself . Do you know Mrs. Scrope well ...
... face lengthened . " But so I address my letterre to Madame Scrop . " " Then it's fifty to one if she has received it . However , that don't so much matter , I suppose , since you have come here yourself . Do you know Mrs. Scrope well ...
الصفحة 28
... face of nature as in that of man . And then- But our attention is suddenly called away , for a human face presents itself before us , the like of which we have never yet had to read . We were not alone on the citadel ; besides our ...
... face of nature as in that of man . And then- But our attention is suddenly called away , for a human face presents itself before us , the like of which we have never yet had to read . We were not alone on the citadel ; besides our ...
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... face has clouded for us the brightness of Dame Nature's ; for that face would have drawn milk of human kindness from a heart of stone . So , ex- pressing as much compassion with our eyes as those small grey orbs are capable of , we cast ...
... face has clouded for us the brightness of Dame Nature's ; for that face would have drawn milk of human kindness from a heart of stone . So , ex- pressing as much compassion with our eyes as those small grey orbs are capable of , we cast ...
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... face , and dimly con- scious that there was a bright light in the room . The candle opposite was burning ; that , however , was not what lit up the room . Between the candle and the bed stood a figure , a dark shadow , and yet , hor ...
... face , and dimly con- scious that there was a bright light in the room . The candle opposite was burning ; that , however , was not what lit up the room . Between the candle and the bed stood a figure , a dark shadow , and yet , hor ...
الصفحة 43
... face , and conjectured that there must be some extraordinary circum- stances attaching to the case . The emperor stopped and asked , " What will you do with the money , my lad ? " " Ah ! " the lad replied , as the tear - drops coursed ...
... face , and conjectured that there must be some extraordinary circum- stances attaching to the case . The emperor stopped and asked , " What will you do with the money , my lad ? " " Ah ! " the lad replied , as the tear - drops coursed ...
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الصفحة 610 - A rest for weary pilgrims found, " They softly lie, and sweetly sleep
الصفحة 79 - And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress
الصفحة 523 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
الصفحة 524 - For me, my heart that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose Who giveth His beloved sleep. And friends, dear friends, when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And round my bier ye come to weep, Let one most loving of you all, Say, " Not a tear must o'er her fall ! He giveth His beloved sleep.
الصفحة 295 - The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave ; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, T 3 The terrors of the living, not the dead.
الصفحة 402 - Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want.
الصفحة 521 - Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st, yet grossly fear'st Thy death — which is no more. Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not ; For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get, And what thou hast, forget'st. Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, After the moon.
الصفحة 294 - There is no terror, brother Toby, in its looks, but what it borrows from groans and convulsions — and the blowing of noses and the wiping away of tears with the bottoms of curtains, in a dying man's room.
الصفحة 225 - He was not a man of many words, and rarely begun the discourse, or made the first entrance upon any business that was assumed; but a very weighty speaker, and after he had heard a full debate, and observed how the house was like to be inclined, took up the argument, and shortly, and clearly, and craftily, so stated it, that he commonly conducted it to the conclusion he desired...
الصفحة 611 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.