THE DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE1856 |
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... never be called to give any account of principal or interest . " " God knows , Goggles - God knows . Ten years - ten long years last mid- summer since I placed that money to that account , and all that time I have turned it to the best ...
... never be called to give any account of principal or interest . " " God knows , Goggles - God knows . Ten years - ten long years last mid- summer since I placed that money to that account , and all that time I have turned it to the best ...
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... never wronged , but he has sorely wronged me . Let us be as we are , strangers for ever . I swore that it should be so . Shall I break my solemn oath ? " Mary Le Maistre rose from her seat , pale as death , yet composed as one who had ...
... never wronged , but he has sorely wronged me . Let us be as we are , strangers for ever . I swore that it should be so . Shall I break my solemn oath ? " Mary Le Maistre rose from her seat , pale as death , yet composed as one who had ...
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... never been brought on the boards in actual contact with his great rival , the northern Alexander . The time , too , was unhappily chosen , for Planche's Charles the Twelfth , one of the most complete and popular of mo dern dramas , and ...
... never been brought on the boards in actual contact with his great rival , the northern Alexander . The time , too , was unhappily chosen , for Planche's Charles the Twelfth , one of the most complete and popular of mo dern dramas , and ...
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... never been printed , and was only repeated four times . It was written in 1845 , to display the peculiar tá- lents of Miss Cushman , then acting at the Princess Theatre . In the fore- going list , we have enumerated forty- one dramas ...
... never been printed , and was only repeated four times . It was written in 1845 , to display the peculiar tá- lents of Miss Cushman , then acting at the Princess Theatre . In the fore- going list , we have enumerated forty- one dramas ...
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... never had been free ; The thrones of tyrants had been fix'd as fate , And slavery seal'd the universal doom . " If such passages as these , uttered in a play by Poles striking for emancipa- tion from the most brutish tyranny that ever ...
... never had been free ; The thrones of tyrants had been fix'd as fate , And slavery seal'd the universal doom . " If such passages as these , uttered in a play by Poles striking for emancipa- tion from the most brutish tyranny that ever ...
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الصفحة 4 - Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer : and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.
الصفحة 619 - The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
الصفحة 93 - There the wrinkled old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee'." Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
الصفحة 94 - And a deer came down the pathway, Flecked with leafy light and shadow. And his heart within him fluttered, Trembled like the leaves above him, Like the birch-leaf palpitated, As the deer came down the pathway. Then, upon one knee uprising, Hiawatha aimed an arrow ; Scarce a twig moved with his motion, Scarce a leaf was stirred or rustled, But the wary roebuck started, Stamped with all his hoofs together, Listened with one foot uplifted, Leaped as if to meet the arrow ; Ah ! the singing, fatal arrow,...
الصفحة 98 - Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, To the kingdom of Ponemah, To the land of the Hereafter ! VOCABULAEY THE SONG OF HIAWATHA.
الصفحة 500 - are most of them old decayed serving-men, and tapsters, and such kind of fellows ; and," said I, " their troops are Gentlemen's sons, younger sons and persons of quality : do you think that the spirits of such base and mean fellows will ever be able to encounter gentlemen, that have honor and courage and resolution in them...
الصفحة 463 - This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word ; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor, — The hillside for...
الصفحة 93 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe, that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened...
الصفحة 93 - Ye, who sometimes, in your rambles Through the green lanes of the country, Where the tangled barberry-bushes Hang their tufts of crimson berries Over stone walls gray with mosses, Pause by some neglected graveyard, For a while to muse, and ponder On a half-effaced inscription, Written with little skill of song-craft, Homely phrases, but each letter Full of hope and yet of heart-break, Full of all the tender pathos Of the Here and the Hereafter...
الصفحة 462 - And no man saw it e'er; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth...