The Eagle: A Magazine, المجلدات 5-6W. Metcalfe, 1867 |
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... asked , supposing a reasonable allowance of time and money , are when and whither to go . The season for pedestrian travel in the Alps ( for of that alone we speak ) begins with June and ends with September . In the early part of the ...
... asked , supposing a reasonable allowance of time and money , are when and whither to go . The season for pedestrian travel in the Alps ( for of that alone we speak ) begins with June and ends with September . In the early part of the ...
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... asked , granting that the risk is small , What is the good of it ? It is an exercise wholesome alike for mind and body . The little hardships inseparable from it ; simple fare , hard beds , endurance 44 Alpine Travel and Alpine Accidents .
... asked , granting that the risk is small , What is the good of it ? It is an exercise wholesome alike for mind and body . The little hardships inseparable from it ; simple fare , hard beds , endurance 44 Alpine Travel and Alpine Accidents .
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... asked us to liquor before seeing the works . This is an indispensable preliminary to all colonial business . Thus in the course of our visit , we liquored on this our first introduction ; we afterwards drove some miles to another ...
... asked us to liquor before seeing the works . This is an indispensable preliminary to all colonial business . Thus in the course of our visit , we liquored on this our first introduction ; we afterwards drove some miles to another ...
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... asked what on earth it mattered to anybody else who he was , as long as he behaved himself whilst he was at Aston , and paid his hotel bill when he went away ? But no one minded what that old seabear said . So it was settled that Mr ...
... asked what on earth it mattered to anybody else who he was , as long as he behaved himself whilst he was at Aston , and paid his hotel bill when he went away ? But no one minded what that old seabear said . So it was settled that Mr ...
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... asked me for the tale Found in the quaint old ballad - book I bought At Avranches : listen now ; for here's the place The rhymer sings of : yonder ruined wall Is all that now remains of Tancreville . " And so we sat us down . The ...
... asked me for the tale Found in the quaint old ballad - book I bought At Avranches : listen now ; for here's the place The rhymer sings of : yonder ruined wall Is all that now remains of Tancreville . " And so we sat us down . The ...
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الصفحة 282 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
الصفحة 139 - But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill...
الصفحة 167 - But fly our paths, our feverish contact fly ! For strong the infection of our mental strife, Which, though it gives no bliss, yet spoils for rest ; And we should win thee from thy own fair life, Like us distracted, and like us unblest.
الصفحة 285 - Not as their friend or child I speak! But as on some far northern strand, Thinking of his own Gods, a Greek In pity and mournful awe might stand Before some fallen Runic stone — For both were faiths, and both are gone.
الصفحة 173 - And this place our forefathers made for man! This is the process of our love and wisdom, To each poor brother who offends against us — Most innocent, perhaps — and what if guilty? Is this the only cure? Merciful God? Each pore and natural outlet shrivell'd up By ignorance and parching poverty, His energies roll back upon his heart, And stagnate and corrupt; till changed to poison, They break out on him, like a loathsome plague-spot; Then we call in our pamper'd mountebanks — And this is their...
الصفحة 158 - There is a stern round tower of other days, Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — 4 What was this tower of strength? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid? — A woman's grave.
الصفحة 163 - Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her.
الصفحة 89 - ... myself. I am sure if I had seen a ghost, I should have looked in the very same manner, and done just as he did. And then, to be sure, in that scene, as you called it, between him and his mother, where you told me he acted so fine, why, Lord help me, any man, that is any good man, that had such a mother, would have done exactly the same.
الصفحة 25 - ... fig-skins, melon-parings, rinds and shucks, Refuse and rubbish. One fine frosty day, My stomach being empty as your hat, The wind doubled me up and down I went. Old Aunt Lapaccia trussed me with one hand, (Its fellow was a stinger as I knew) And so along the wall, over the bridge, By the straight cut to the convent. Six words there, While I stood munching my first bread that month : 'So, boy, you're minded...
الصفحة 246 - Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills ; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the brakes. The grass is cool, the sea-side air Buoyant and fresh, the mountain flowers More virginal and sweet than ours.