The New Mirror, المجلد 1George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis Morris, Willis & Company, 1843 |
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... seemed thy brighter lot . There's naught for us in common on life's stage , Since youth has yielded to maturer age . But ah , if e'er again Our paths should meet , I would the mystery Which hangs around our parting hour should be ...
... seemed thy brighter lot . There's naught for us in common on life's stage , Since youth has yielded to maturer age . But ah , if e'er again Our paths should meet , I would the mystery Which hangs around our parting hour should be ...
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... seemed formed for eter- nity . In figure he was about the middle height ; his limbs light and long , denoting both strength and elasticity . As the cortege of the baron drew near , the youth thus minutely described moved round the ...
... seemed formed for eter- nity . In figure he was about the middle height ; his limbs light and long , denoting both strength and elasticity . As the cortege of the baron drew near , the youth thus minutely described moved round the ...
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... seemed to rise close from beneath the signor's feet : he cast his eyes downwards , and observed , rolled up in a coil of the buttress , immediately under shelter of the window , a dark - looking mass , from out of which a pair of ...
... seemed to rise close from beneath the signor's feet : he cast his eyes downwards , and observed , rolled up in a coil of the buttress , immediately under shelter of the window , a dark - looking mass , from out of which a pair of ...
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... seemed again to stand before me , a perfect Irish gentleman ; his manners as polished as his wit , and his heart as sound as his head . As an amateur of the art of design , I can appreciate the exquisite grace and beauty of the etchings ...
... seemed again to stand before me , a perfect Irish gentleman ; his manners as polished as his wit , and his heart as sound as his head . As an amateur of the art of design , I can appreciate the exquisite grace and beauty of the etchings ...
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... seemed in its strength to defy the puny effort . The Zingaro patiently sat crouching upon his hams , and from time to time carefully fed the slow fire , which , by de- grees , gave certain evidence of its subtle and insidious power upon ...
... seemed in its strength to defy the puny effort . The Zingaro patiently sat crouching upon his hams , and from time to time carefully fed the slow fire , which , by de- grees , gave certain evidence of its subtle and insidious power upon ...
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الصفحة 112 - The end, then, of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.
الصفحة 244 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
الصفحة 295 - The moment arrived in which the word was to be given for the vessel to move. My friends were in groups on the deck.
الصفحة 184 - You looked over a very low fence of white cravat (whereof no man had ever beheld the tie, for he fastened it behind), and there it lay, a valley between two jutting heights of collar, serene and whiskerless before you. It seemed to say, on the part of Mr. Pecksniff, " There is no deception, ladies and gentlemen, all is peace, a holy calm pervades me.
الصفحة 15 - But be our experience in particulars what it may, no man ever forgot the visitations of that power to his heart and brain, which created all things new; which was the dawn in him of music, poetry, and art; which made the face of nature radiant with purple light, the morning and the night varied enchantments...
الصفحة 242 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, Enjoyment, Love, and Pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
الصفحة 13 - Hope's roses gone! To Pleasure and her giddy troop Farewell, without a sigh or tear! But heart gives way, and spirits droop, To think that Love may leave us here ! Have we no charm when youth is flown — Midway to death left sad and lone
الصفحة 184 - Fortunatus's purse of good sentiments in his inside. In this particular he was like the girl in the fairy tale, except that if they were not actual diamonds which fell from his lips, they were the very brightest paste, and shone prodigiously.
الصفحة 80 - A man may be a heretic in the truth ; and if he believe things only because his pastor says so, or the Assembly so determines, without knowing other reason, though his belief be true, yet the very truth he holds becomes his heresy.
الصفحة 16 - The dew, the shower, the sunshine ; the balmy blessed air, Spend nothing of their freshness, though all may freely share. The happy careless creatures ! of time they take no heed ; Nor weary of his creeping, nor tremble at his speed ; Nor sigh with sick impatience, and wish the light away ; Nor when 'tis gone, cry dolefully,