The Gentleman's Magazine, Volume 234Bradbury, Evans, 1873 |
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... DEAR LUCY , —It is impossible for me to be home soon enough to see you off . Your maid will do it very well . I enclose twenty pounds , and will send you as much more in two months ' time : but please make it last as long as that . I ...
... DEAR LUCY , —It is impossible for me to be home soon enough to see you off . Your maid will do it very well . I enclose twenty pounds , and will send you as much more in two months ' time : but please make it last as long as that . I ...
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... Dear Janey ! " father said ; " never was a more devoted child than she . " Then he turned to me and said , as if apologising for what looked like reproach , " And you , Lolo , have always been good to your father . " We clasped each ...
... Dear Janey ! " father said ; " never was a more devoted child than she . " Then he turned to me and said , as if apologising for what looked like reproach , " And you , Lolo , have always been good to your father . " We clasped each ...
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... dear to me , ashamed and unhappy . When we reached the station , however , and I caught a glimpse of father's white head in a third - class compartment , I ran towards it with a feeling of hope . We had just time to find seats when the ...
... dear to me , ashamed and unhappy . When we reached the station , however , and I caught a glimpse of father's white head in a third - class compartment , I ran towards it with a feeling of hope . We had just time to find seats when the ...
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... dear father ! It was a bitter day . I cannot bear to write of it . Later , Janey told me that father had seen Harry , and that he had coldly , though courteously , refused his money , and also his mediations on my behalf . What exactly ...
... dear father ! It was a bitter day . I cannot bear to write of it . Later , Janey told me that father had seen Harry , and that he had coldly , though courteously , refused his money , and also his mediations on my behalf . What exactly ...
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... dear old Nic Dawson , " I said , standing before him and putting out my hand , " you are ” —— " Your Unknown Contributor , " said Nic , bending his head and kissing my hand . " No , no , Nic ; head erect , " I said , " it is the special ...
... dear old Nic Dawson , " I said , standing before him and putting out my hand , " you are ” —— " Your Unknown Contributor , " said Nic , bending his head and kissing my hand . " No , no , Nic ; head erect , " I said , " it is the special ...
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Página 320 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Página 646 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Página 313 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Página 651 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Página 639 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Página 415 - A fool, a fool ! I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool ; — a miserable world : — As I do live by food, I met a fool ; Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun, And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, — and yet a motley fool. Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir...
Página 632 - Be absolute for death; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life,— If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Página 311 - tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens ; to the which our wills are gardeners : so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and weed up thyme ; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry ; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.
Página 646 - And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing to the eye ; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind ; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled* snails...
Página 632 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible!