The Gentleman's Magazine, Volume 234Bradbury, Evans, 1873 |
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... happy in tears and made holy with truth . " O gardens of God , new - planted below ! Shall rivers be red ? Shall day be night ? " And he stood in the wood with his face to the foe , And apart with his buckler and sword for the fight ...
... happy in tears and made holy with truth . " O gardens of God , new - planted below ! Shall rivers be red ? Shall day be night ? " And he stood in the wood with his face to the foe , And apart with his buckler and sword for the fight ...
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... happy creature I used to see there . Will Harry recognise in this woe - begone , hollow - eyed spectre the young wife he left a few months ago ? Were my hair only grey I should look quite old . How shall I tell him ? In the first hour ...
... happy creature I used to see there . Will Harry recognise in this woe - begone , hollow - eyed spectre the young wife he left a few months ago ? Were my hair only grey I should look quite old . How shall I tell him ? In the first hour ...
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... happy unconcern . A year ago I began to be uneasy because I was asked to pay a milliner by whom I had at first been begged to get into debt . Harry was just then very much worried about his own affairs , and I felt that I would rather ...
... happy unconcern . A year ago I began to be uneasy because I was asked to pay a milliner by whom I had at first been begged to get into debt . Harry was just then very much worried about his own affairs , and I felt that I would rather ...
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... happy again I shall not want to keep a diary , but during Harry's absence I feel it like a friend in sympathy with ... happy with simple pleasures , " she says to me again and again , " and in helping others . There is the secret of a ...
... happy again I shall not want to keep a diary , but during Harry's absence I feel it like a friend in sympathy with ... happy with simple pleasures , " she says to me again and again , " and in helping others . There is the secret of a ...
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... happy together of late , and he naturally guessed it was your husband who was in the wrong . You he never suspected his youngest , his favourite . " Here she clasped me close with many kisses . " But now there is nothing to conceal ...
... happy together of late , and he naturally guessed it was your husband who was in the wrong . You he never suspected his youngest , his favourite . " Here she clasped me close with many kisses . " But now there is nothing to conceal ...
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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!