The Canadian Monthly and National Review, Volume 6Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart Adam, Stevenson & Company, 1874 |
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... mind , but exhilarating to his mirth - loving companion , who with quickened step pressed on , impatient to join in the revelry . It was the birth - night of the Governor's favourite niece , the beautiful and fascinating Madame de ...
... mind , but exhilarating to his mirth - loving companion , who with quickened step pressed on , impatient to join in the revelry . It was the birth - night of the Governor's favourite niece , the beautiful and fascinating Madame de ...
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... mind . As he did so , a pair of soft dark eyes looked full upon him - eyes that seemed to him strangely familiar , and which he might have thought beautiful had there been any other expression in them than the bashful innocence of ...
... mind . As he did so , a pair of soft dark eyes looked full upon him - eyes that seemed to him strangely familiar , and which he might have thought beautiful had there been any other expression in them than the bashful innocence of ...
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... mind to serve for the rest of the year . have settled themselves , and it would be There , too , they may become nobler men , quite right and proper that with such , Govern- as well as more useful citizens , by being re- ment should ...
... mind to serve for the rest of the year . have settled themselves , and it would be There , too , they may become nobler men , quite right and proper that with such , Govern- as well as more useful citizens , by being re- ment should ...
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... mind to musings inspiring the soul with high and holy thoughts of Him whose wisdom and mighty power originated and sustains those noble vegetable pillars that support the leafy roof of the forest aisles above your head , where the wind ...
... mind to musings inspiring the soul with high and holy thoughts of Him whose wisdom and mighty power originated and sustains those noble vegetable pillars that support the leafy roof of the forest aisles above your head , where the wind ...
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... mind in Columbia , " and learn their views regarding the declared policy of the Government on the Pacific Railway . It was not till after the lapse of two months , during which many opportunities for such conferences must have occurred ...
... mind in Columbia , " and learn their views regarding the declared policy of the Government on the Pacific Railway . It was not till after the lapse of two months , during which many opportunities for such conferences must have occurred ...
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Página 80 - There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream ; There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them...
Página 80 - Sundays. O, you must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died.
Página 83 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth, Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 82 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries,. " She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear;" And the lily whispers,
Página 83 - O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird...
Página 194 - For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish : to the one we are the savour of death unto death ; and to the other the savour of life unto life.
Página 544 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Página 205 - Trees, a veil just half withdrawn ; This fall of water, that doth make A murmur near the silent Lake...
Página 81 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 112 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course ; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go.