The Metropolitan Magazine, 54권 |
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Whilst returning the salutation of the mistress of the house , he wriggled from side
to side , peering into the circle with his small grey eyes , and speaking rapidly , as
he recognised each person there : “ Her Grace of Cleveland , I think ; how d'ye ...
Whilst returning the salutation of the mistress of the house , he wriggled from side
to side , peering into the circle with his small grey eyes , and speaking rapidly , as
he recognised each person there : “ Her Grace of Cleveland , I think ; how d'ye ...
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She recovered herself , however , instantaneously , and lifted her eyes to the
object of which he spake . “ True , ” she said , " and fewer still might be inclined to
search for the same moral in their own hearts , round which the hours are also
ever ...
She recovered herself , however , instantaneously , and lifted her eyes to the
object of which he spake . “ True , ” she said , " and fewer still might be inclined to
search for the same moral in their own hearts , round which the hours are also
ever ...
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Damp and chilly was the air of that comfortless room when Dr. Glitzom entered ,
nor was it until after a few minutes , when his eyes had become partially
habituated to the gloom of the chamber , that he perceived a form reclining on the
scantily ...
Damp and chilly was the air of that comfortless room when Dr. Glitzom entered ,
nor was it until after a few minutes , when his eyes had become partially
habituated to the gloom of the chamber , that he perceived a form reclining on the
scantily ...
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It can , however , only arise from disappointed vanity ; I cannot surely , after all ,
love him ; I cannot so far forget myself , as to be guilty of the foolish sensibility of a
vulgar affection ; —and yet my heart almost throbs naturally , and yet my eye ...
It can , however , only arise from disappointed vanity ; I cannot surely , after all ,
love him ; I cannot so far forget myself , as to be guilty of the foolish sensibility of a
vulgar affection ; —and yet my heart almost throbs naturally , and yet my eye ...
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My eye is free from any such encumbrance , I assure you , ” said Laithwaye ,
laughing heartily . “ Well , that's right ; you've plenty of time afore you . What I was
going to say is this : that there young woman , with her beauty , and her sweet ...
My eye is free from any such encumbrance , I assure you , ” said Laithwaye ,
laughing heartily . “ Well , that's right ; you've plenty of time afore you . What I was
going to say is this : that there young woman , with her beauty , and her sweet ...
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364 페이지 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
311 페이지 - Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
122 페이지 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of an echo; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such; I stood Among them, but not of them; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
256 페이지 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
355 페이지 - In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC, The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But...
256 페이지 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
311 페이지 - Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
399 페이지 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
435 페이지 - Short upper lip— sweet lips ! that make us sigh Ever to have seen such ; for she was one Fit for the model of a statuary, (A race of mere impostors, when all's done — I've seen much finer women, ripe and real, Than all the nonsense of their stone ideal).
178 페이지 - for he never sought it in the right place. The famous Fountain of Youth, if I am rightly informed, is situated in the southern part of the Floridian peninsula, not far from Lake Macaco. Its source is overshadowed by several gigantic magnolias, which, though numberless centuries old, have been kept as fresh as violets by the virtues of this wonderful water. An acquaintance of mine, knowing my curiosity in such matters, has sent me what you see in the vase.