Appletons' Journal, Volume 4D. Appleton and Company, 1878 |
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... heart ; the long roll from left to right of the ebbing or the ris- ing wave was the setting of a song whose words were all of despair ; the dancing of the sunlit waves brought no joy ; my heart was dead to the blue sky , flecked with ...
... heart ; the long roll from left to right of the ebbing or the ris- ing wave was the setting of a song whose words were all of despair ; the dancing of the sunlit waves brought no joy ; my heart was dead to the blue sky , flecked with ...
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... heart for words she has never spoken ; work for her and with her again ; let her never know that you have hungered after the impossible , even to sickness . " And one more thing . Remember Leonard's parting words . Are you blind or are ...
... heart for words she has never spoken ; work for her and with her again ; let her never know that you have hungered after the impossible , even to sickness . " And one more thing . Remember Leonard's parting words . Are you blind or are ...
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... heart that I got home that night , and I was sorely tempted to take counsel of the captain . But I forbore . I would wait and see . I met Mr. Pontifex next morning . He was going with a basket to execute a few small commissions at the ...
... heart that I got home that night , and I was sorely tempted to take counsel of the captain . But I forbore . I would wait and see . I met Mr. Pontifex next morning . He was going with a basket to execute a few small commissions at the ...
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... heart , and can never forget : ' From Greenland's icy mountains- From Greenland's icy mountains- From Greenland's - ahem ! -icy- ' That is , perhaps , the " You have not yet seen my picture - gallery , Johnny , " he said . " The ...
... heart , and can never forget : ' From Greenland's icy mountains- From Greenland's icy mountains- From Greenland's - ahem ! -icy- ' That is , perhaps , the " You have not yet seen my picture - gallery , Johnny , " he said . " The ...
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... hearts , and we loved Blenda rather more than we loved our sisters in those days , and we loved Old Slow only less than we ... heart that had whom we all called Old Slow ? Not half an hour " learned to glow for others ' good , to melt at ...
... hearts , and we loved Blenda rather more than we loved our sisters in those days , and we loved Old Slow only less than we ... heart that had whom we all called Old Slow ? Not half an hour " learned to glow for others ' good , to melt at ...
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arms asked Austen Avignon ballet beautiful better Blenda called captain Celia Clanricarde color Conyngham cried dance dear door dress England English Esterel eyes face Fanny Brawne father feel feet girl give hand head heard heart Herr Räumer hope hour hundred John Keats knew Laddy Ladislas lady Lake Albert laughed Laurence Biron Leonard light lips living look ment Mignon miles mind Miss morning mother Mtésa Mycena never night Nyangwe once passed perhaps pict picture play poetry Poland Pontifex poor Prue Pulaski remember Rip Van Winkle rose seemed seen side smile soul speak Speke standing stood story street sweet talk tell thing thought tion told took turned Tyrrell Uganda Ujiji voice walk Wassielewski watch wife woman women words young
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Página 29 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Página 220 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
Página 29 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 29 - In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy Brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy ? To know the change and feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steal it — Was never said in rhyme.
Página 82 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu
Página 380 - I could be martyr'd for my Religion — Love is my religion — I could die for that. I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.
Página 76 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh, ho*! the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend remembered not.
Página 182 - That he that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself, for every man hath need to be forgiven.
Página 292 - But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Página 111 - BLOW high, blow low, let tempests tear, The main-mast by the board ; My heart, with thoughts of thee, my dear, And love well stored, Shall brave all danger, scorn all fear, The roaring winds, the raging sea, In hopes on shore To be once more Safe moored with thee ! Aloft while mountains high we go, The whistling winds that scud along, And...