A Londoner's Log-book, 1901-1902

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Smith, Elder, & Company, 1903 - 306 páginas
 

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Página 73 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
Página 127 - It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep ; And one is of an old half-witted sheep Which bleats articulate monotony, And indicates that two and one are three. That grass is green, lakes damp, and mountains steep...
Página 165 - Oft in life's stillest shade reclining, In Desolation unrepining, Without a hope on earth to find A mirror in an answering mind, Meek souls there are, who little dream Their daily strife an angel's theme, Or that the rod they take so calm Shall prove in heaven a martyr's palm.
Página 60 - Where nought but dreams, no real pleasures, grow ; Like cats in air-pumps, to subsist we strive On joys too thin to keep the soul alive.
Página 49 - People who like this sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like," and this is emphatically the sort of thing that Stuccovia likes.

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